Wednesday, 4 February 2009

All Alone

We are all alone. We play at connection, at families, at friends, at lovers. Partners joined at the hip, friends forever, part of a group, part of a gang, part of something. Ultimately, we are all alone in our own skin, our own mind, our own feelings, our own perceptions. However much we wish it were different, it's not. We are alone on the island called me, waving frantically at ships passing in the night.

"Inside myself is a place where I live all alone, and that's where I renew my springs that never dry up". - Pearl Buck

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