Anotherlongingblog

I feel it deep this time. It's so dang hard to put into words, the feeling that is inside me. I'm sure it could be interpreted as any number of feelings; despair, confusion, anxiety. But at this moment, the best way to describe it is as longing. And while I know that the definition of longing isn't a real solid one... the feeling exist as that. But to really hammer out a clear understanding of what is growing and solidifying deep within me, I have to find the source and the driver. Only then can the longing be quelled.
But if I pause and really consider the thing that I feel, I'm not real confident I want to suppress it. What I've come across is the unmistakable feeling of wanting more; borderline wanting it all. Now all is as different between me and you as the sky is from the sea, and knowing that I will never have it all but makes certain that I will always be longing, always be hoping, always be waiting on that chance. The real test will come when that time comes, that I will be ready enough to cease it.