Can I go through my entire life without meeting, knowing, and enjoying the company of my double?
It's on my mind -- Where are you, dude? Is he looking for me too? Maybe, maybe not.
I've got my feelers out all the time, but so far, nada.
I'm continually working the controls of the "My Double Recognition Sieve," not an actual device but a mental construct.
This sieve, like other sieves, is meant to separate out for further discernment or processes.
I hear a voice, see an attitude, detect thought processes, look for personality clues. The sieve springs into action, doing some computing.
But of course it's always, "Nope, that's not him."
Most of the time I don't even have to work the sieve, because it's obvious on the surface we're not making contact.
Anyway, blessings on my double, wherever he is this morning. I say this in kindness: "Get your head out of your @&& and look for me too."