The two points scaling the pyramid have finally come in contact. You know you're never going to meet another person like me, even close to me. Defecting from everything else you ever thought was important; a traitor to your goals, your sacrifices, your
Nothing cures this sense of separateness. Standing, left with nothing but the severed end of the chain. Part of you keeps wondering how to get back to everything. But you don't need to get back to everything.
