i feel like i want to start writing a book that is a collection of memoirs based around the following premise

Sometimes, the quickest way to lose something is to want it too much.

And that is the story of every relationship I have ever had with a female, summarized in one simple sentence.

Today i was driving home from class and had one of the most surreal moments I can remember. I was stopped at a red light on Windy Hill Rd in one of those rare circumstances where everyone was waiting for the light to change. Some turn lane had a jump light, although their was no one turning, and for about 25 seconds, there was complete silence on the road. There were probably 50 something automobiles in my line of sight, but no one was moving, no ones radio was blaring, the lunch-hour intersection was dead. It is very rare that at 11:45 in the afternoon, surrounded by motorist in the beaming sunlight do you find yourself a moment of sheer peace. This is the kind of stuff that is reserved for open fields and mountain ranges and nature at its finest, not a major suburban intersection.

And then the light changed and we all went back to our noisy, boring lives.