More for you than anyone else
It hurts when you think about someone, and you know they aren't thinking about you. While all complaining is done in an effort of relief, or an attempt of realization, there is nothing that can be done about certian situations, and all that's left to do is complain about them, openly or quietly. Too many things to deal with at once, can be harmful and wearing on just one person, and often times when there is a given moment to complain, an open chance to deal, it should be taken, but with another who is willing and caring enough to give back. Someone who is willing to take in, learn from, and give back situational knowledge of the current sitation, and possible ways of dealing. This is the human construction is it not? Taking in something, dealing with it, learning from it, and spitting it back out for what it really is worth. Why then are there so many limits? Why then, haven't we figured it all out, why do problems keep repeating, why haven't they been delt with? I cannot help but smile alongside my friend and roommate, at the pure beauty and humor in human ignorance.