/lit/ - Literature

Cultivating myself into what I believe I want to be.
I must overthink situations too much sometimes, but I feel it's part of my character to do so, so, here goes it.
What I want to be is strong, both in mental fortitude and what most people think of as strong immedately, musclar.
Not only that but I want to be able to fufill my resentless desires that I can't, as hard or not as hard I try, to fufill them.
A girlfriend to love, a method of income that doesn't make me feel lowsy, a form of spirtual rest, friends that I can speak to in person.
Fairly common goals.
It's not as if I'm unattractive, it's not as if I can't speak to women, but the pieces haven't fallen in place.
If I continue to cultivate my character, and not give up hope, I will achieve my ideals, even if they are only fufilled in the kingdom of heaven.
Let us hope our desires can be fufilled in the mortal realm if it is our only realm.
Still, I treasure the moments where I can flirt, even if it turns out they have boyfriends.
"Can I have one of your numbers?"
[speaking to a group of three girls I met the other day whilst swimming in the river]
They all replied that they had boyfriends.
"Can't say I'm too surprised." in a playtone.
Then I walked away with a soft smile upon my face and I could hear them giggling.

I wish you all the best in your endevaours, and I mean this sincerely.