Oh and how we yearn for the non-existent originality...
like missing the first brick, and wondering what you’re doing in this hovering building in the middle of nowhere!
Not knowing that you were not to make that frist brick, it’s been always there while you were begging for a forge.
It’s actually surprising how other-driven we can be, and yes we do exist in relation to other people, but we tend to confuse our level of dependence...
