Community.
It's something people in my perceived circle long for.
To say they crave it is a misnomer.
It's like they would do anything short of clawing out of a 1000 meter deep hole to find it.
But then, they wouldn't.
There are people surrounding us.
Always.
But those people are never enough.
We need different ones.
New ones.
Better ones.
Because a community can't simply be a collection of those nearest to you, with the same interests, the same desires, and the same goals.
They need to be handpicked by you.
They must fit into the carefully cut cast you dreamt of.
The one you knew must be right because it made you lose all your insecurities upon its inception.
Our hearts are wicked, people.
We mustn't forget this.
If we do, our community will always look like us.
And we will likely be lonely.
Embrace each other.
For we are all fighting a different battle which is entirely the same.