I’m on my way.
On my way to somewhere, that could possibly change me forever.
But then again..
Which experience never changes you?
I lack someone different. Someone who stands out from the crowd.
Do you? Are you the one who is solitary amidst people?
All the time I wonder what it’ll take to recover from such a blow, such a fall.
I guess failure comes to those who take a blow they can never recover from. So should we perceive this as failure? The shadow of something we try so hard to shrug off, yet for all that we have, it’ll all come to naught?
Is what you seek, the same as I sought?
Maybe what we lack, we only find in each other.