My life would suck without you.

I’m at work, doing data entry, and this song throws me on a tangent.

That proverbial ‘you’, who could you be?

“So many faces in so many places,” I have said before.

There is an untouchable incorruptible better than yourself kind of ‘you’.
Is it fiction, imagination, a leap of faith, or perhaps ‘you’ do exist?

I’m at work, doing data entry, and this song throws me on a tangent.

Human beings project. Before us are our dreams and that which does not exist yet.
Before us is a future undetermined and possible of change. Human beings evolve.

That proverbial ‘you’, who could you be?

You are me, or at least me as how I would like to be. You are me, that part that makes it less lonely. The missing link, the homecoming, the pieces of my heart, and through you I, we, evolve.

“So many faces in so many places,” I have said before. And we are all that proverbial ‘you’. And my life would suck without you.