I do know what you mean. But what I don’t know and what I don’t think I’ll ever be able to understand is why we hurt we each other so. That one always gets me.
Despite what you may think, I can’t really imagine what any of it was like. The pain of others, even a pain that seems so similar to my own, still appears so far away, like a little ship out there in the distance. I wish there were a way we could touch the head of another for ten seconds and feel precisely what that person feels. The world would be different then.
A man signs a shovel and so he digs.
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