The human desire to connect with others is a testament to our intertwined existence. We live among each other; we thrive with one another; we exist to interact with humanity. This connection is so deeply rooted within our function as creatures that it possesses the capacity to arbitrate our feelings of happiness and sorrow. I find that there is a beauty in our intertwined existence, for it is the one constant act of humanity that demonstrates our capacity to love.
In our lives, we interact with an innumerable amount of others: in the coffee house, at the subway station, on the street. However, in the midst of our incessant interactions lingers a series of short-winded connections. The walks we take through humanity’s constant congregation—the public—render us vulnerable to unintentional connections. We are continuously experiencing short-winded connections that fail to retain longevity. The public interaction is an intimate connection that wistfully displays the possibility of a relationship.
That girl you bumped into while boarding the subway; the old man who smiled at you when you walked into the room; the child sitting in front of you who stared at you curiously. These are all short-winded connections we make with others, and the realization that it could have been the beginning of a life-changing relationship is the product of evandis, connexionem. This is the realization that the infinite number of connections you make with others are never going to continue beyond an exchange of a glance or the bump of a shoulder. We constantly view through our windows of connection, but we refrain from actually opening our windows for a prolonged relationship.
The brevity of connection is the essence of desire; what could have been is preferable over what has never been. We are driven by the possibility of fulfillment, but we avoid the actuation of that possibility; the consistent lack of something is what gives us a reason to want more. To want is to pursue, and to pursue is to hope. Once hope has been fulfilled, the one thing that remains is contentment. Yet, we reside in the disgruntlement of our hearts in order to preserve the idea of hope. It is the one thing that maintains our connection with one another, as we unify to compensate for the fulfillment we lack.
The opportunities that pass us by are beyond the forms of jobs, schooling, or salaries—they transcend material matters and introduce the discipline of relationships that will never happen. We are connective creatures that neglect the one thing we desire the most: connection. Evandis, connexionem.