perfect by nature. this is how i am not. no, really!
why are we always longing for somebody who is, indeed, unreachable?
why don’t we accept that this very person, or thing is, indeed, unreachable?
hello? i'm your mind, giving you someone to talk to. hello?
don’t try to fix me, i’m not broken!
i imagine myself being a cursor, within a – at least – three dimensional space full of data. trying to find the one.
the problem is, i don’t really know what i’m looking for. i can only tell when i find it.
and if this wasn’t difficult enough, the pattern i’m looking for is changing all the time.
i believe in you. i'll give up everything just to find you.
the funny thing is that, somehow, you’ll find that very data.
is this zen? has sun tsu himself written this story? only questions. no answers.
ok. now how to translate this into the real life™? it’s easy. just swap data for person. or the (be)loved one.
it really is that simple. or complicated.
i don’t expect you to understand. but i do hope, she will. if she’s reading this post.