When I was filled with desperation, I just wanted to be with someone; that same desperation let me settle for people who turned out to be not really worth my time. Years of dealing with insecurity, doubt, anxiety, anger, and heartbreak, all because I didn’t want to be single anymore. But once I stopped focusing on trying to attract someone and simply decided to focus on making myself better, the right one came along.
To be honest, our purpose is never clearly defined until we start to ask the question while finding our way around others. The realisation slowly sets in that it’s a big world full of other people once we start interacting with what’s around us. In that sense, we do not live for ourselves; we do not live today to die tomorrow without knowing others, going places, and being curious about new things.
When I first wrote this, it was because I couldn’t sleep. When one can’t sleep, it’s usually because their mind is a river of thoughts – flowing, flowing, flowing ever so endlessly through the hours of the night. When I first wrote this, my thoughts kept flowing back and forth to one word:
Funny thing is that I am almost always assumed to be an extrovert; probably because I talk and react to a lot of things quite easily. Not really. This simply means I like to communicate and make connections. (At the end of the day, I will still need to recharge my batteries after interacting with people.)
We do, we make, we feel. We are fueled to move and naturally work towards success because of what moves and works within us.
Time does not wholly define relationships. Sometimes, depth is more telling than anything.