There was this time when I was about 12 years old and I was out with my mom while she was running errands, we had just happened to hopped on the subway that day so it may have just been pure luck. While on the subway I was hit with the feeling of pure happiness, it felt like it was christmas with all the magic, fun, and presents and just as quick as I felt that it was gone in an instant as if your parents finally told you santa wasn't real. I told my mom about it later and she explained how the past couple generations felt something similar but it seems to be more prominent in my generation. That at birth we have a red string attached to us that leads to another baby that was just born somewhere else in the world and that they were our soulmate. Whenever we are near them we feel pure joy or happiness. Some never find their soulmate simply because there are so many people in the world, so they simply settle for someone that they come to love. I don't want to be one of them I want to find my soulmate, my other half because I will never forget how ecstatic I felt that day that I was 12 years old.