I am looking for you. I'm not much for "blogging" but if it takes me putting this in 100 different places to find you, I will do it.

I don't know when you will find this, or if you ever will. I search for you every day. In fact each day it seems ever more ridiculous and hopeless. I don't even really know who or what you are. Surely you have nothing to gain by finding this or responding to it by any means, but maybe somehow when you read it you will understand - better than I could, anyhow. This is, of course, contingent on your existence at all. And yet, no matter how silly it might seem, I just can't let it go. My reasons for looking are selfish, but with any luck so are yours. I don't quite know what I want, or expect: only what I don't. At any rate I'll most likely always be here. So humor me, and even if you find yourself curious, please tune your ears to me. I may not satiate you, but I promise to try if you can just return the favor.