Post 26.

Ultimately life is a private matter, death is a private matter too. If you’re lucky, you can hop little islands of understanding that connect you to another person.
I had a lover once; I still remember the void I felt between our palms when holding hands.
I remember how happy I was held firmly in the next hand.
It is extraordinary; being touched by another soul and being able to reach another individual.
Living from one moment of proximity to the next.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *