Introspection

I like to shake things up.

Maybe I am just more curious.

I seem to make a lot of decisions based on my simple desire to know why, or how.

When will it stop though? How far will I go, just to know?

I crave to share everything with everyone.

The good, the bad, the sad, the glad.

....

It's difficult not to feel frustrated: sometimes I feel like Plato's character in the cave who saw the light, and other times I feel like an ignorant pig who leaves a trail of filth behind him.

But why would I not want to share an experience so special and close to me?
This must be what some Christians feel like.

I want to find the one who will allow me to explore all sides of them.

Perhaps too selfish a wish.

But in case I ever do find you, allow me to address you directly right now:  

This world isn't big enough for the likes of us, so let's just leave right after we meet up. 

A handshake, and just like that we'll be gone.

 To explore space, inner and outer, with each other forever and ever.

I know i'll never find you.