I guess we are all just here: colliding and sharing, meeting and learning, living and loving, neither belonging or owning; eventually passing one another to their next co-ordinate. Perhaps this is the biggest life lesson: accepting that there is no one person you are to own, or whom you will belong to. Rather we are autonomous souls, intersecting at outrageously varied rates. There is a buoyant, weightlessness about it – a bunch of directionless atoms moving through time, unaware of course or distance. When we do happen to intersect with another – a rare occurrence – it is down to the mystery of time and space. How long we pause at theses co-ordinates often isn’t a decision made by both graphs, but with a general understanding of the wider picture, it is deducible that such is life. We are not entitled to occupy beyond our designated allocation – we cannot hang on, or hold back.
In one timeframe we met and collided, and when our time was spent you passed me to my next place; and then it was you who was collected for a journey to an unfamiliar grid. The beauty lies in the simplicity of the unforeseeable intersection; but not everyone sees the purity in the method, but once you do, you’ll be thankful for the time you had at equilibrium.