Casually Abundant

I try not to push them away, but once they truly see me for what I am, they know their brief yet intense visit is done. Any more time spent this close to the flame might result in a burn. So while I swim in a sea of casual abundance I often wonder if I will ever crash into something meaningful? But because I never liked pondering things out of my control I have to believe I've set sail for shores far greater than I can imagine, I have to trust I endure this compartmental alienation for a reason. Me and my fellow delusional companions who I feel are far more comfortable with the isolation than I ever will be.