Searching for the Impossible

Dear World;


I find I am always searching, looking for something that I wish to be there but is not. I look for an incongruity, an impossibility in this world-and yet I see none. Am I not meant to see them or am I simple blind? Do they exist?
There are so many stories, legends, and myths of people finding the supernatural, the impossible. I yearn for that and I am on the lookout for that. Yet it seems that those, like me, who are most willing to experience and to find, are the ones who are not blessed with this second sight. That is to say, if it exists. Perhaps it is a silly dream, to want more than is in front of me, for I need no escape, not like some, and yet I am always searching; in the sky, in the snow, and in the people around me.

X,

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