Some of us have to run a little faster, since we got a later start.

I'm going to preface my first entry into my blog by saying that I didn't start this with the intent of having many people read it. One of the benefits of having a 45 minute commute to work is that I have a lot of time to think, and this will serve as a forum for my thoughts on those daily treks. A place where I can reflect on the various thought processes I go through on a daily, weekly, and monthly basis. Something of a self-study, if you will. That doesn't mean I will update it every night, there is zero chance of that, but I will update when I get the urge. It will also serve as a back-up for my random writings. My hard drive took a giant dook on me, figuratively, and I've learned that having double, or in this case triple, redundancy backups are a good idea.

Aside from several (mostly) drunken episodes of rambling on my myspace blog, I have very little experience with this. Let it be known that I'm not drunk now though, and I will try to avoid posting with a booze-addled mind. Bear with me. Before reading any further, there are probably a few things you need to know about me. First, as you may have already noticed, I don't "do" transitional sentences. I tend to jump from one topic to the next, and then back again. It's just the way my brain works. Second, instead of just writing several short sentences, I have a tendency to write long sentences with a lot of commas. Again, it's just the way I am. I also tend to be very set in my ways and beliefs. I'm a creature of habit with both. However, that doesn't mean I'm completely against change. I always welcome a good debate. Let it be known though that I am extremely obstinate. There are many other little personality quirks that I have, and I'm sure they'll come out in my diatribes, but picking them out will be your task.

I've been contemplating a word lately. That word is "soulmate." One night, early last week after work, I had some random crap on TV while I was eating dinner. Now, there are very few programs worth watching in the 2-4am program slot. Usually, I have the Military channel or Animal Planet on, as they are two of the few stations that don't have infomercials, they just show programming 24/7. Anyway, some crap was on, and a woman was talking about her soulmate. For some reason the word caught my attention and I looked up from my dinner. She was explaining how her husband her is soul mate, and they are forever linked, no matter what happens or how far apart they are. She then explained that she believes everyone has a soulmate. Evidently, the universe, God, the Flying Spaghetti Monster, or whoever controls everything links two people inexplicably. Ridiculous. How is the great Maker, or the vast expanse of the universe, supposed to know that there will be someone to match with up with another? Ridiculous.

I know what she said wasn't any new idea, but it just happened to stick with me for awhile. As I mentioned above, I have a long drive to and fro' work every day. It gives me ample time to think, as well as time to reflect. Over a few nights, I contemplated the word soulmate. In the past, I always blew it off. It may have something to do with the fact that, like most people, I always associated a soulmate with a romantic relationship. Two people forever linked in a romantic relationship? Ridiculous. Then the more I thought about it, the more I came to the conclusion that maybe, just maybe, what she was saying wasn't completely ridiculous ... maybe I was just interpreting it wrong. Maybe I, along with most others, just assumed that a soulmate had to be someone that you were to be romantically involved with.

What if she was right? Not in the sense that there is one person out there for everyone to fall hopelessly in love with(I'll cover my thoughts on love and relationships at a later time), but in a sense that there is another person in the world that helps put all the pieces together. Or rather, that there are two people that, for whatever reason, or maybe no reason at all, are able to help each other put the pieces of their respective puzzles together in a way that wouldn't be possible alone. It may not be the "perfect" way to put the puzzle together, but contrary to popular belief, I think there is more then one way for puzzle pieces to fit together.

I don't think she was right, though. I don't think that each person has another out there to help put their pieces together. I don't think everyone has a yang to their yin, a Shaggy to their Scooby, a woodchipper to their body that needs to be disposed of. I do think, however, that for a select few, there is someone in the faceless masses that will compliment their life, and who they are, perfectly. For some people, this other person, this soulmate, will be their future husband or wife. However, for others, I think it will just become something of a lifemate. Not in the same-sex union kind of way(by the way, I'm not against same sex marriage. If two guys or two girls want to get married, it's fine by me, they have all the rights to be miserable and get divorced that everyone else does), but in an always there for you kind of way. I don't mean that in the typical, "I know I can count on you no matter what" sense, there are several people in my life that I know I can count on in that way, and I'm extremely, extremely lucky for that. What I mean is harder to explain. It's a person that is there with you even when you're not next to them, or in contact with them ... you just know that person is there. As I said, it's hard to explain, and I honestly don't know that you would understand unless you've experienced it.

As I said above, for some people it will become their spouse. However, for others, it will be a person that just makes your life feel complete, whole, on a level that isn't romantic. I suppose this is all just basically a semantic explanation of what soulmate means to me, but I felt the urge to get it down on paper, or rather in a white text box. That's what the internet is for isn't it? Putting out one's ideas that won't be read by anyone else, with the sole means of making the person that wrote it feel better for getting the idea out of their head and into a halfway cognizant presentation for the random soul to stumble across. That, and p0rn.

In closing, I suppose I'll just say that I am one of the lucky few to know I have a soulmate out there, someone that just makes everything click. By no means is that a slight to my friends. My friends are family to me, they know this. I know it's a cliche(I don't know how to make the e with the little ' over it, use your imagination and insert it there), but I would do anything for my friends. However, I do believe there is that one person that is just ... more. And, with that, I'll bid you goodnight, and leave you with one word. Trousers.