We are not unique or different. Various things might pique our interests but in the end we’re on a quest of being different which makes us similar.
We may not want to believe it but we’re all tiny pieces walking around in this world looking for love and money. We live in a perpetual state of denial and keep telling ourselves, “I’m unique, there’s no one else like me.”
We deny that we’re all a little broken, we all hide those shattered parts of us yet go around fixing each other.
We deny that some things cannot be explained and we don’t accept the mysterious nature of our purpose in life.
We deny that everyone will grow old and die one day… We try to delay the inevitable with all our will.
We deny that forevers are not actually meant to last forever because someday, the person you loved deeply will be gone.