Definition of the Undefined: Part 2

It all reminds me of climbing a mountain - on looking just ahead u see the endless path which is yet to be walked, climbed, and crawled. But looking back for a second u might see the long way that doesn't seem so short and easy now that u come to remember all the hardships it has put u through. And I'm so grateful that I have a person who can bring me back to my senses by pulling me out of the routine of days and showing me the way, which leads from the starting point, stretches up to the place where I am now, and slightly reveals the mist over the point of desirable destination. I used to brake my nerves trying to cover this road faster, to push the miles forward with all my strength and will, and still I was not getting, as I thought, much of a response. Though I cannot say I ever wanted to stop trying, to stop getting my kicks on this long road. Yes, there were the moments of hopeless despair and shoulder crying (who didn't have them?) but there was never a slightest shade of desire to quit.

I always hold up to the idea - If u're doing something, u either completely give yourself to make it real, or keep urself out of it. They say it is perfectionism, I say it's something that keeps u holding up. Mind manipulations set up for high goals somehow leads u through all the obstacles in this race, helps u to get over any trouble which may appear. It makes it meaningful, it makes U meaningful, it makes the world around meaningful. Maybe that's why I can't make myself take up Latino dancing for a good period of half a year- I just don't think I'll give myself completely to it. However I accept the possibility of late stay-up parties with wild latino-like dances and some singing along- by the time U understand U're absolutely wasted, dancing mambo on the coffee table with someone U met a couple of hours ago, it's too late. The only thing left is to enjoy the whole process.

Recently I have finally realized why some find a hundred of small and big love affairs on their way whenever they want them, and some just sit and sigh at the view of the kissing couples, so closely bound together in a universe that now belongs only to them. Call it whatever U like, but I think it's all about guidance from above. Life keeps something incredible in store for this sighing individual, and this something is surely to be a blast. The one sitting and only wishing to shelter the butterfly in his stomach is the happiest one. He stocks the love captured on smiling faces, holds to the dream of one and only, so brilliantly builds the castles in air and lives in them, watching from the highest window in the tower the sun go down.

He's yet to be discovered. And for the time being he's a shapeless form to be filled with the brightest light of his dream, which won't leave him aloof to the world. Don't consider me a fool, but I bet my ass and Crafter guitar that there's one sitting on the other part of this tiny world (or perhaps just three blocks away) painting the most beautiful pictures in his mind, cooking the most wonderful brownies, waiting for this special someone to kiss good morning and goodnight, and not just for a weekend, but for the rest of their wondrous lives.

Wait and U will see. I can't be wrong. If there's one thing I'm sure about - this is it.

Isn't it obvious that watching the sky from the high window of an air-castle is so much more thrilling when u've got someone to share this endless sky with?..