where do i even begin but to say that i'm sad. i've had a week of being mopey on skp's couch but this residual feeling of angst is probably best left for a heart wrenching korean drama OST ballad i haven't figured out yet. plato believed soul mates were bound together and split at birth only to find their whole life searching for their other half. i believe people have multiple soul mates as humans have the ability to change and adapt and grow. the option of choice also adds an intangible percentage of error as i spend my 30s trying to find someone closest to the parameters where we then might have the best chance to find a middle ground of foreverness. unfortunately for the greek affinity to words like "destiny" and definitive words like "soul mate" is that any superlative is doomed from the start. its a finite expectation where basic human behavior challenges that very directive. and so what else to do but to play the cards you're dealt. u play the hand u receive....u should wait for a relatively better hand...but for whatever reason...for that gut feeling of emotion...for the scent of perfume...for that smile across the room...(even if for that boner in your pants)...u double down. u double down and hope for the best.
life's ironies are the moments that keep you on your toes, that make you take notice, that opens your eyes and that triggers change. there are few moments in life that define u and mold the rest of your life and i will do better in life because of you.
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