Flux

I'm probably too picky for my own good.

I want someone who is smart, self-aware, assertive, and I even want there to be chemistry between us.

I cast my net into the sea and all I get are tin cans and hobo boots. I wonder if I'm in the wrong place - have the stocks have been depleted here, or is it just a case of pollution having destroyed the environment.

There must be someone somewhere. Somewhere.

Where?

Of course, I continue to have my doubts; even if I found someone so perfect pour moi I am nonetheless too defective to be with said perfection.