Deep Thoughts: Still True and Meaningful

We're Alone

We're all alone. Friends and family only distract us from that. 

We're all driving through the woods on a backroad, surrounded by mist. Nothing matters, except the stillness. So we stop the car, not realizing we don't have time to stop and stare, we don't have enough time to finish our journey if we stop. But we do anyways.

We stop and stare. We stare at the brilliant white of the thick mist, at the tall trees, touching the skys we wish to fly in. You see, the trees are free, but their freedom is their cage. They're rooted to the ground, stuck, till fate decides they need a change. All this time, spent appreciating and contemplating, we didn't realize the fog had created a thick cloud surrounding us. And as we fade away we realize, there is no one here, no one to help. We come into this world alone and out of it alone.