What nonsense.

Life isn't what you see on television. It's not what walks down a runway or what entrances your interest within magazine pages. Life isn't the latest fashion. You can't find it at a garage sale or a long, lost memory box. It doesn't exist within fantasy; it doesn't exist without you.

One day I got this brilliant idea to dig a hole. I thought to myself that I would dig and dig until I found what I was looking for. I would trample out into the backyard, and I would melt at the earth's core before I gave up. Something, no not something; everything was missing, and I was going to find it. Even if it poured down rain or hail, dammit, I was going to discover the truth.

I never dug that hole.

I'm still not certain what I need, but I know that I'm doing just fine with what I have. For now I think that's enough.

Mhmm. I for sure think that's enough.