You know how sometimes you really really want something, but the object of your desire remains just out of reach, making you want it all that much more? Maybe it's that special girl or guy, the one that ignores you in direct proportion to the intensity of your attempts to impress, or maybe it's that perfect car, the one which would surely change your life were you to be behind the wheel. And so you obsess, thinking about what it is you don't have and how you could get it and what your life would be like once you got it, and it seems that your whole being is defined by what's not there. Then one day you wake up and discover that you no longer care.
It's like that.
© 2006, Mark Hoback