The divergence of our origins made clear that we live not in parallel, but destined to be meeting in many intersections. If it's good or not, i don't know, but one thing I'm sure, i love how it feels every time we run into. The roads we choose tell us who we are, yet they don't give signboards who to meet in the next corners of our pavements. We don't know when and who to yield, pause and pass. our roads are full of excitement, depending on how we approach the days and nights that spilled the paths. and what else could make my walks a little more exciting is my anticipation in every steps i take, i...i close the gap to you.
As i said, i never thought of walking in parallels with you in a smooth road because you are different from me, and our difference has a gravity we don't know how to defy or we cannot still find the apparent reasons to defy. yet, though this gravity we call distinctness makes an inevitable stroke to separate us, it is also the reason why we meet in several intersections. The reason why we look back and think not a like what we usually thought when we walk our separate roads again. We smile in the same manner with each other, then, slowly we realize we already made a connection through that smile. This connection will become tiny radars that leads us to where we are. We will make bridges and own pavements to meet each other in the same parallel and intersection roads.
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