frantically searching my river

i find you, like most people, in bits and pieces all over the place. i find you, like most people, looking basically the same as me, maybe with a different hat. i find you, like most people, sailing smooth and free down my river. i find you, like most people, paddling frantically even though the water is at peace.

but i think it's only because you, like most people, like to see the patterns your paddle disturbance makes. and when the water settles, it is reassuring. and it reminds you that everything eventually returns back into the calm.

i find you, like most people, controlled by the current. i find you, like most people, alternating between acceptance of this fact and desperately desperately trying to fight against it. i find you, like most people, passing riverboats on each side and waving to them, frustrated because this is all you can do with passing riverboats.

i find you, like most people, unlike most people.

but it's a good thing, because we're only inviting one of each - we're having a riverboat party and you're invited.