Sometimes I feel like we only see each other in glimpses, in unguarded moments. We're all shut off from others in our own bodies, our own minds, our own separate realities. Some people I can easily synchronise my reality with, but mostly I just feel cut off, uncompatible. For years, the single thing I have searched for in everyone I meet is understanding. Someone who could read me from every lip-bite, from every eyebrow raise, from the very dilation of my pupils.
I was thinking exactly this last night - we are all connected but we cannot know the truth of anyone else's life in full, only snippets.
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