sometimes paper is the only thing that listens to our words.
We are all strangers connected by what we reveal, what we share & what we take away - our stories. I guess that’s what I love about books - they are thin strands of humanity that tether us to one another for a small bit of time, that make us feel less alone or even more comfortable with our aloneness, if need be.
A few times in my life I’ve had moments of absolute clarity. When, for a few brief seconds, the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think. And things seem so sharp and the world seems so fresh. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I have lived for these moments. They pull me back to the present, and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be.
What would the world be like if we all had the ability to feel that someone is missing us? Like when someone is 10,000 miles away from you and they miss you so much, to the point where you actually feel it inside you. Imagine - you could be sitting there, drinking a cup of hot chocolate, and then suddenly have the ability to realize, “Hey, someone out there really misses me right now.”