I can’t see you.

Where did the real people go? What happened to the ones like me? I stumble upon you every now and again, but lately I find those sparks less often and it’s sad.

You know when you meet someone whose essence emanates wisdom and beauty from another life time... how you’re drawn to them, how you’re inspired to emulate their awareness of life?

Well, I miss those people, my kind. I’m lonely. I’m tired of always searching for that connection. I want to talk to someone. I don’t know who or why or about what. I need a sign.