Stardust Lust

"I want life in every breath to the extent that it's absurd." ~ Death Cab for Cutie

Maybe I am greedy. I live with this greed for meaning, this lust for purpose. I want there to be life in every breath I take. I want every movement, every scent, every touch, every tangible thing to have an intangible spirit with it.

I want life to have even more than what I expect to receive because I actually want to believe that there is more to offer than I know or can imagine.

This, perhaps, is my "grand unified theory" embodied in one -- one thought, one dream, one breath, one person, one anything.

Perhaps this is why I get disappointed. It is because my beliefs are so strong and encompassing -- and yet so flawed -- that I even expect all those around me to respect it and believe in it, too ... in the glittery stardust of hope and dreams and desire for perfection.

But if this is my flaw, then I'd rather it to be this than anything else because at least I believe in something.