Important Things

Everyone in life has things that are important to them.  It's something we as a general species need to survive, things that give our individual lives meaning, give us direction, or keep us grounded.  Some are both straightforward and also complex, such as money.  To many people it is one of the driving forces of their lives, most waking thoughts are spent upon it, for one reason or another.  To others it is a sadly necessary component of their lives, and one that they would much rather not deal with.  Others are simpler, such as the need for companionship.  I'm not just talking about relationships, people as a whole need to form bonds with others in their lives.  Most people have acquaintances, and often refer to them as friends, but all too often, people are lacking in true, genuine, open friendship.  When one finds a friend who is a kindred soul, those are the friendships that mean the most, that we treasure and cling to, and the people we turn to when all else fails, and we aren't sure what lies before us.  We need to have that sort of person in our lives, even if just one person, with whom we can be ourselves, no pretenses, no elaborately constructed facade of ourselves, just a quiet reveling in the joy of the company of someone who understands us, even better than we understand ourselves, knows our faults and quirks, and calls us a friend all the same.


Generally I try to be a very rational person, think before I speak, and have a reason for the things I say and do.  Part of that, and my incredibly introspective nature, is the desire to know why I do things, what is the drive, the reason, the goal behind my pursuit.  The more that I think about my own life though, the more I feel like the things that are most important to me are ones I can't fully explain.  I can explain parts of them, but it's difficult to rationally explain why we trust some people but not others (when neither has given a conscious reason not to), it's hard to explain, and definitely cannot rationalize love, and at the end of the day, the things that are most important to us, are the things we love, and to a lesser extent (usually) the things we hate.  Emotions and passion tend to rule reason, but that as a whole is one of the things that make life so enjoyable, if frustrating.


I suppose the question is: what is important to you and what do you love?