It is within these pockets of time, ones of loss and gain, tragedy and joy, that we continue to breathe, without permission, without deliberation. And yet we continue to live, death after death, choice after choice. Our lives are wrapped around the will to survive, to keep breathing and existing despite the tragedies that are thrown our way. And each day offers a space for new changes, shifts in our lives that can forever affect the way we view the world, the people, the space around us.
We are thrust into a world full of change, in a vessel contained within a layer of flesh upon flesh. And it is this same layer that separates us from the others, the other souls that share the very air that keeps us alive within this pocket of time. And each of us is born with the innate desire for contact with others, seeking relationship after relationship, which in turn effects change after change.
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