how amazing the power of a narrative sometimes.
to pick you up unexpectedly, shedding you of your skin, as if, and taking you far far away, not only distances but also in time.
you relate so dearly, to a stranger you have never met, and never will perhaps. but you feel her deep within, she is no stranger. the seemingly vast differences are deemed shallow and superficial. the connection is at a much stronger level, where words cannot reach. you feel her, and regret not having had the destiny of being there with her, to help her, to save her, to cry with her in pain.
the narrative reminds you of life. relief of the connection is but numbing and unsatisfying.