Charlie chasing the lights

Charlie drove in his convertible, past the fashionistas on the street, his sunglasses allowing his eyes to roam freely.  He had a social line up like something of a Head of State.  Everything was in order, and his shirts were pressed.  Deep down, Charlie wanted to be loved just like everyone else.  He probably longed for a mate to curl up on the couch with and laugh at silly movies, to make pancakes for dinner with and to ask her opinion on his tie or his big speech.  But, he chased the lights, the mini skirts, the designer handbag carrying gal, the scene, the money, the empty allure of the frenzy to be something.  When all along, Charlie was something and the minute he just stopped trying, he may in fact find a real woman with a real heart, complete with good intentions and a life time of good times in store.  Surely, Charlie is not alone.  The quest is all too familiar.  People long for fame, fortune, fancy lives, splendor, luxury and beauty.  They do so much, that they convince themselves that within that lies happiness.  The longer they chase, the more hungry they can become.  Charlie, when you stop chasing the lights you may find the real light in your life.