what are we really looking for? i'm beginning to doubt "love" as a concept in it's entirety. what is it really, that we're looking for? is it companionship? is it another entity to fight the growing darkness and lonely nights? or are we really looking for that fictional/non-fictional "soulmate"? the more i look around, the more i am inclined to believe that we're just looking for human companionship. we just need someone to be there when the world gets cold, or when the darkness in our minds start to take control. we live out the rest of our days, hoping to find the "one", but to what end? for some people, "love" is like a trend. like the pages of a fashion magazine, showing what's hot and what's not, only to be replaced by the next season's catalogue. we're only looking for human companionship. this is the human affliction, and is also the human condition. we were made to reach out, to connect and to not want to be alone. we are creatures of comfort, and in each other, we find comfort. but is that love? what is love? well, seeing as i'm not going to be getting an answer to that question any time soon, i'll leave it at that and move on to a simpler, however, no less challenging question:

what am i looking for?