Searching for Something
I have this memory of being at the beach with my husband. it was sometime in the last 20 years. We were lying on a blanket in the sand. I was reading a book and taking notes in a notepad. And my husband said something like, "It seems like you are searching for something," or "What are you searching for?" or "It looks like you are on some kind of a search." I don't know what he said. But I think it is one of the first times that someone else commented on a dynamic that as I look back on my life I realize has been there for a long time. IN SEARCH OF ... When did it begin? I think I am wired to be a little on the isolated side, so "searching" became a sort of natural response to this strange feeling of being isolated and yet not wanting to be isolated. I'll blame it on the DNA. My father was a gregarious extrovert who loved attention. My mother was painfully shy and wanted more than anything to be invisible at all times....