The Balance

My mentor through college was a hippie philosophy professor name Phillip Schlesinger. He was 'too cool', and the one who gave me the idea to write my senior thesis on John Keats poetry in relation to Bruce Springsteen lyrics. (I got an A... ahem.... :)
In his class, the more 'out there', crazy, stoned papers you could write, the better your chance to get a good grade. I used to slap together my philosophy papers for him the night before they were due, while playing Led Zeppelin and typing furiously and aimlessly on my word processor, and I always graded well. I thought they were bullshit at the time, but looking back, I had some cool thoughts. Stream of consciousness is usually the best writing anyway.
One thought about me and my life came to mind tonite, and I remembered a paper that I wrote that fueled my blogging about it. And it's brief.
It was on Emerson. And it was about finding the balance in the nature of man. I based it on comfort vs adventure.
And that's all I've wanted out of life and in a partner.
To share and find that perfect balance between comfort, safety and stability and passion, desire, love and adventure. With too much of one, you become bored, complacent, frustrated and unhappy. With too much of another you become lonely, isolated, heartbroken and ever seeking.
I've seen people and happy couples with both.
That's what I want. Both. The balance.