"If you don't get lost, there's a chance you may never be found." 

~Author Unknown

I used to feel one needed to fully know themselves before he or she could ever really know another person. Now, I'm talking opposite sex here, relationship style, you know, with the 'L' word.... 
I'm cynical. 
I'm skeptical. 
and most of all,
I am logical.
 At least when it comes to protecting myself, emotionally. 
I have always taken the stand that love is not to be taken lightly, and no one under the age of like twenty five could possibly have grown up enough to understand themselves thoroughly before they can try to understand another. 


Recently, I am beginning to see things a little differently. Do I need to know who I am, what I value, what I need to be me? Absolutely. But do I need to know each and every nook and cranny of my mind? Do I need to know why I feel what I feel? No chance.


Pieces of one's self like this, are meant to be discovered by someone else. Someone who can teach you about your self. Someone who can take your hand and look into your eyes and in that moment, you almost feel like he knows more about how to make you happy than you do yourself. 


Think about it for a minute. Adventures are always more fun when you have a friend. Adventures like this need your best friend. Adventures like this will lead to mountains to cross and dirt on your knees from countless falls. Adventures like this need a person to hold your hand and help you over the rocks; a person to pick you up when you stumble and fall. 


Maybe it is not all about independence these days.