Surface Level

Does everything need to be deep?

Does everything need to be deep? Can some things be surface-level? Does anything really need to mean anything, or is it all meaningless? After all, we are just on a floating rock in space.

I’ve been battling with myself over the past couple of weeks. I crave depth in my connections, I’m comfortable being vulnerable with people, and I can happily sit with my emotions and articulate them in detail. But there’s a war in me right now. One where it feels like there are two currents on either side of me, going in two different directions, and I’m stuck in the middle just trying to stay afloat.

I’ve never understood how people meet strangers, have one of the best conversations ever, and then go their separate ways without ever seeing each other again. What if your souls were destined to meet and then one of you casually steps off the train, and that’s the last time you meet? But then, one may argue that if you’re meant to have someone in your life, you will find them again no matter what. The debate on this topic could go on for hours.