The crowd could be heard from the back of the stage chanting for Gerald to come onto stage.
In a world of people who constantly want the next best thing, you find yourself slowly becoming them. I once told myself that I would never compare what I have now, to what I don't; but like many promises I've made to myself — I broke that rule a long time ago. It wasn't something that I tried to do. No one strives to never feel satisfied. In our human nature, it is coded in our desire DNA to always want to seek satisfaction. Whether it be physical, mental, financial, or social. We all strive to feel satisfied in ourselves, because at the end of the day... if you aren't happy with what you've done, what are you?
Something that always baffled me growing up was hearing people talk about themselves. I would always think "Wow, these people really have a lot to say" and most often it was about them, their interests, and their day. Rarely during my adult-watching days, did I see many people stop and ask their fellow human, "But what about you?". As you grow up, you realize people do much more of this, including yourself. You go from "Wow, those people to talk a lot" to "Wow, I talk a lot". You start to want people to know you and know who you think you are. This is particularly desperate in the building blocks of our childhood to preteens. We are entering 8th grade, which leads to 9th grade, and we all know that's highschool. In highschool we really start to claw at the surface of our existence. The adolescence is like a drug that we constantly would get high on; So much imagination and faith in our purpose. For some of us, we would make friends that we would now harbor into our adulthood. For others, we would hide away like shadow only shining on those we felt worthy to our teenage existence. Both of those have one thing in common, everyone was trying to be understood. From the clothing we wore, to the music we listened to, to the tables we sat at in the lunchroom - all a way to be understood.