Something is missing, I know it. I just know it. I think I might need an adventure. I don't have to go to Paris or the Amazon or anything. 

I am looking for adventure in other people. You know? Ugh, I don't know either. It's like, I want to find something in someone and be so intrigued that I dive into that person's life and write a chapter in his book. I want to be that cliche coal miner who sees something glimmering inside a dangerous cave, and he goes inside that cave without caring about the deadly creatures that might be inside just to see what that glimmering thing is.

I need not to find adventure in myself, I need to find adventure in others in order to feel complete, in order to fill the hole that is bothering me every night. And I need someone as adventurous as my brain to fill that hole.