Dear You,

The thing that seperates you and everyone else is thinner than you realize. The air that you breathe out mixes with the air that he breathes in. The light that ricochets into your eyes like a bullet is the same that drifts into her eyes like birds through a thin curtain. But still you persist to think you are so completely different from each other. What makes you different from each other is how you pay attention to this.

We are all fingers of the same thing, holding an orange lightly before peeling off the skin and discovering what lies underneath.