A still life of a bunch of blue mussels clumped together on a rock at Scarborough near Cape Point, South Africa
It is difficult for a human to exist alone. All of us has that empty space we want to fill with the love and acceptance from people around us. From childhood we have that yearning for someone special, someone who can share our life's greatest moments with us. Someone to make everything seem worthwhile. When we find that person, or a person sufficiently like that one, and if we are blessed someone who feels the same about us. Then we start the journey with them. They grow on us like moss. Like mussels they attach themselves to us until any separation causes pieces of us to be ripped off in trying to remove them. We try to share our deepest thoughts and wonderings with them. We are not so sure about life and ourselves as we pretend to the world outside. Only to our closest family and friends do we reveal our true self, our true fears. And yet...sometimes we can still feel alone. Does anybody really understand us? Do they really know the effect life has on us? Maybe not, but we stick together. We stand up for each other, we clump together...
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