Connection…

I am the type of person who doesn’t find joy in material things, I prefer connection. The deeper kind of connection of which someone knows what are you going through even without you telling anyone, someone who notices my silence and acknowledge my noise. That kind of connection when I am being looked at, than ignored.

Deep bond, deep connection…the greatest feeling of wanted and need. Not for convenience but for the mere fact that my existence matters and my presence is being acknowledged. Not in a superficial way but in a deeper means.