Me. . .Me. . .Me
Sometimes I sit and wonder if there is such a thing as someone for each and everyone of us out there . . . perhaps its a myth that we get so used to, but shouldn't . . . perhaps it depends on our expectations. Is it wrong to expect someone like me to walk into my life? Probably! Is it wrong to be on a quest for the one true lust we all know is out there? No way whatsoever. ;o)