“You don’t need anyone to be happy.” That’s what they say. But, clearly, only lunatic people would say that. Of course, you need someone to be happy. I’ve been to trips alone some time, fulfilling yet it would be meaningful if you’re with someone. I’ve been there, and I’ve done that. I know it better than anyone who hasn’t experienced that.
We all need that someone who could go along with our weirdness. Being alone is being insane. And I’m guilty. But this time I felt sad. Who would not want to meet someone? Who would not want to be with a person who could go along with your trips? No one. And if there’s anyone who disagrees, talk to me, or talk to some expert one. Maybe your mind is not normally stabled. Anyway, honestly, I felt sad. I want someone who could go an out of town trip with me for a day that wasn’t planned. I want someone who could ditch their plans, classes, or work for a day to go somewhere, far. I want someone whom I could ask to go to the mall with, anytime of the day, without knowing what to do there, and then see a movie with me, or pig-out with me, or whatever. I want someone who could go along with me. It would be perfect. Just perfect!
See, that’s what I’ve been waiting for. For the last 18 years of my life, too young, though. So it’s okay for me to wait. But not that long. I just want to have someone who won’t get tired going on trips with me. Because I don’t want to be alone. I know how bad it feels to put your camera on timer just to have a whole body shot of yourself to a wonderful place. I know how bad it feels to lean on the bus’ window to sleep instead of leaning on that special one’s shoulder. I know how bad it feels not to have someone who you can share excitement and happiness with as you reach a wonderful place for the first time. I know how bad it feels to be with someone who doesn’t exist. Crazy, right?