Restlessness

It’s a restless feeling, searching for something is bad enough, but what's worse is not knowing what you have lost or what you are searching for. One way to overcome this feeling is to be in company. But I treasure my solitude and silence. Very rarely do I come across people with whom I would like to share it. These people don't break into my solitude and don't shatter my silence, they are present but hardly seen, the presence is felt every moment. They rarely speak but yet they convey so much, I can't hear the voices, but there's a dialogue.

Is it my mood or I?

I don't know if I have met these people, but at different stages I'm sure I have experienced their presence. Do these people exist or is it just wishful thinking? I don't know, because 'm quite capable of confusing fictional characters with real life ones. However, I feel it's an insult to the intelligence of the writers and brilliance of these characters to call them "fictional". Well, that's another story, for another day.