I think I was looking for something. Wow, a weird sentence that may lack conciseness but it reflects truth. It reflects the my journey. The search for something to interrupt the mundane. To feel something even if it flees before it presence becomes normal. I search for so many things in the midst of so many distractions. But to grasp that which is real is the goal. I crave that which is authentic in a land of fabrication. Maybe, I am the phony? Have I truly grasp anything that I truly wanted or have I simply settled for that which has found its way into my arms.