Dear_______, I'm Hannah. I'm complicated.

I am so thirsty for truth. For knowledge. For meaning. Feeling. I have been desperately searching for this fullness that I cannot explain, or understand. Yet. But, I have recently come to the realization, that this search doesn't have to be so desperate. Like I'm some sort of ruthless savage penetrating life for answers.

The quest could be quite enjoyable. If I'd let it.

It's all about mindset. And I learned that the hard way.

I learned a lot of things the hard way actually. I am a very curious kitten. But I like dogs more than I like cats.
And I like blues more than I like blacks. Some days.

I am the epitome of a multi-tasker. I have five other tabs open as I write this.

I like feeling mind-blown.

Music is another thing that I cannot explain. Word's don't do music justice. Or emotions. That's why there is music, Einstein.

I want the people I love to be happy.

I'd like to meet someone that can make me laugh on command. Someone who is clever and witty, and likes to tease me but knows deep down that I'm a secret genius.

I love all the little miracles to make our lives more interesting. Like if you had the worst day, the best day, a breakdown, a breakthrough, a conversation, or a revelation, you turn your ipod on shuffle, and THEE perfect song comes on. That relates to EVERYTHING that you have just felt. Or a song that reminds you when you went through a similar time. Things like that. Yeah, those are the best.

And I don't know why I feel like I have to tell you this. I don't know why I do a lot of things. But maybe, just maybe, we do things to figure out why we did them