|the day of searching...|
"I read and walked for miles at night along the beach, writing bad blank verse and searching endlessly for someone wonderful who would step out of the darkness and change my life. It never crossed my mind that that person could be me."
That was Anna Quindlen quoting but it was my thoughts at the moment personified. It always bothers me that I may be constantly searching for someone who will complete me. But by this time, I think what makes me complete is not anyone else but me. Right Billy Joel?