As it gets closer to Valentine's Day, also known as Singles Awareness Day, I've been waxing philosophical (read: grumbling to myself) about the idea that there is someone for every person, that somewhere in this world is at least one person who would love to know you, and be with you, that you would make their lives whole.
I've generally made the joke that knowing my luck, my special someone lives in China, away from all known modern communications.
Still, I think that statistically speaking, someone on this planet will share your interests and appreciate you for who you are.
Anyway, what do you think?
“I've noticed that about your people, Doctor. You find it easier to understand the death of one than the death of a million. You speak about the objective hardness of the Vulcan heart, yet how little room there seems to be in yours.” - Spock, The Immunity Syndrome
Leonard Nimoy: 1931 - 2015