finding me*

The bulk of most human stress, probably, results from our urge to find. We are incessantly looking for something, and the failure to find what we’ve been looking for causes disappointment, at the least, and suffering, at the worst. My dad always complains to me (but not to mom) whenever mom takes forever to find the perfect shoes for her; most of the time, she ends up buying nothing, or the very first shoe she picked. Imagine the time and strength we could have saved if that very first shoe already satisfied her the first time. At times, though, I plead guilty to exhausting all the options I have before I buy that particular item I am looking for, but in my defense, I only want to get the most out of the little money I have. Some people tirelessly search online or the streets of Baclaran for the fountain of youth (ie, best hgh supplements). A new couple dreams of finding their dream house. The hopeless romantic dreams of finding true love. And some people feel lost, and the sign only points to finding themselves.

*My favorite Vertical Horizon song.