Some days, I go to the Missed Connections section of Craigslist, hoping someone is looking for me. Some times, I wish to post on there, and call out to my imaginary friend. It’s a bit ridiculous, to peruse this website, looking for a connection I missed, or could have missed, or am missing, because in general, I just miss connection.

It only happens on days like this, where even the sun being out isn’t enough to brighten my mood, where the trivialities of life take over me, and I succumb to my own weakness.

I couldn’t study measure theory today, and even a proof that is seemingly trivial, requiring the most basic of technology, eludes me. My brain is scattered, and I’m still daydreaming of this connection.

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