A comment within a blog, as posted on Julianism

I am never good at leaving comments; when i do, they just sound ambiguous and somewhat cryptic.

I have always been able to get what I want, without having to work much for it. I guess, in the eyes of many, I am a spoilt brat. But there are those times where you get snubbed, dejected, isolated. My first reaction to that is to get numb, bitter, angry. However, (after a long long long time) I have learnt not to be disappointed (or rather, not to stay disappointed) if I can't get what I aimed for. I just have to keep on trying. A friend once told me that she is trying to remember the feeling of being attached with someone. Making the special someone the centre of her sole existance (or at least that's what my somewhat exaggerated point of view)

The thing is, which do you treasure more, the security behind the walls that you've built around yourself, or the adventure and thrill of seeking for that "soulmate". But then again, are you searching for an ideal, such that you are imposing your views on whatever that is imperfect? Or should it be the other way around, where you learn not to stay disappointed and start working on perfection rather than looking for one. After all happiness is not a destination, but a means of travel - you just have to keep on trying.