Searching is a vague word to me. To search for something or someone is to try and “find it/them.” We all search for things in life, but not all of us find what we are looking for. I have always thought that searching is a much more.. depressing term than an uplifting one. This is because searching doesn’t have a definite timeline. Someone could search for something for their entire lifetime and die in unrest because they never found what they were looking for. That my friends, is just plain sad.
Even though everyone is looking for something, I cannot figure out what I am looking for. It feels like the world is a mystery and I have all the clues, I just haven’t got the motivation to solve it. I keep waiting on “that moment” that shows me what I have been looking for all along. A lot of people describe the moment of when they finally figured out what they wanted all along. I can only hope that I too; have one of these moments.
The world is at my doorstep and I just don’t know how to say: “hello.”
It is only a matter of time until the world decides to sneak in through my window and slap me in the face. When that does happen, hopefully I am prepared to show him what I have to offer. Then and only then will I finally find what I am searching for. Whatever that is.