I am at peace. The quiet night in the solitude that often comes with it; are familiar friends – both to each other and myself. Currently, all I hear outside of my muffling headphones Is the hum of air -conditioning and the whirr of my laptop fans. And so, despite the emptiness of the space around me… It is still so very much inhabited by things. Yet, what is to be desired… Is some company, I suppose.

However, not just any company. At its furthest extent: a conversationalist, witty, and perhaps someone self-assured. Although, I have no qualms with those who momentarily/currently perceive themselves as 'shy'. So long as this one quirk does not allude to a larger fear of living to the fullest.

I'm not really religious. I find no need to be. I don't mind if you are. However, to live any less – with any reservation – from that from which we can be, or can aspire to be: I think would be an insult to the g*ft that we are given. A momentary departure from nothingness (or whatever we are meant to be) before returning to it. That even if I were a spirit or soul, the me who exists now ceases to be. For the me that I am tomorrow, even that might not be who I am right now.

I am not sure what I'm looking for. Because I understand that passion can be cultivated in many ways. A martial artist, a painter, a scientist, or even just a stay at home dad. However, with some hopes: I'm looking for a passionate, intelligent/witty/insightful/whatever, imaginative woman. I must admit that my sensibilities exist for the aesthetic. An interesting voice or otherwise.

There is a doubt. A momentary doubt if this post itself and the representation of the trajectory that I am orienting myself towards are not things I should be. That I have become jaded and lost sight of what truly matters. However, in light of the other options that I am aware of – unless someone corrects me, I do not think are bad or unimaginative/uninsightful desires.

I am one who desires to love with all his heart. Pursue with all his strength. Before time ages me. And wilts me into dust. As to the dark dreams that may exist… I'm sure those who may best respond to addressing them can already imagine - but they are secondary to someone I can be intimate with and connect.