First Thing:
I didn't like it. So why bother.
Second Thing:
I did, however, find something I love. Something that completely makes sense. Something that maybe not everyone can relate to but maybe everyone can understand. All this time I was searching for the words to explain why I haven't been able to sleep.
I read this on a blog I follow.
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and wonder what's happening in that other parallel universe when he's living. It's 2:42 am right now, so he must be sleeping but I'm still curious about the smell and temperature of the air he's breathing in. I wonder what might have happened today or what conversations he had that made a part of him grow or change perspectives. There are so many things that I will never know about, so many conversations about the small details of our parallel lives I know will never be recounted. The collective weight of the significance of these many separately experienced moments wakes me up in the middle of the night.
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