I have a vision. I don’t know what you see. I see everyone living there lives in all fashions of method. I see everyone and I see myself. I see we are looking for something. I’m not exactly sure what it is I’m looking for. I can only conceive that you don’t know either. I want to be loved. I want to be appreciated. I want to feel necessary. I search for comfort and stability. I search for an understanding. I have come to believe that these feelings are ubiquitous. I want to find someone. I know she is looking too. I am one. I love my one. I can care for more. I need to eat and live. I find it useless without adding to my one. I am what I am. I will seek till I’m complete.