We live in a generation that is always searching for "more" in life. In love. In everything. We need the next fix. The next gratification. The next quick hit. We are living our lives in 140 characters, five-second snaps, frozen filtered images, four-minute movies. Attention here, attention there. It's more as an illusion.
We worry about settling for the mediocre, all the while making ourselves suffer by thinking that anything less than the shiny, happy filtered life we have been accustomed to is settling. What is settling? I'm not even sure we know what it is, but whatever it is, we don't want it. if something's not perfect, it is considered settling. If it's not fairy-tale love, it's settling for an average human being. If it's not Instagram-worthy, it's settling for an unideal aesthetic.
This "more" we are craving is a lie. We want attention. We want to see a face we love looking at us, and not the blue dim of their phone screen. We want time to slow. We want simplicity. We want a life that doesn't need the validation of the number of likes, favorites, comments and shares.
We may not know yet that we want this, but we do. We want connection – a true connection. We want a love that builds, not a love that gets discarded for the next hit. We want to come home to people. We want to lay our heads down at the end of our lives and know we lived well, that we lived the f*ck out of our lives. This is what we want, even if we don't know it yet.
