At the risk of sounding… incredibly parasocial…
The ability to have that feeling of “matched wits” or being “equally yoked” with a complete stranger feels criminal 🥲
Genuinely, how unfair is it that you can encounter someone who feels the same or complementary to your beliefs and core values and yet, you are a stranger to them…
They could go their entire lifetime without knowing you exist… they couldn’t draw you from memory if they tried. They don’t even you that you agree with them, that they make you feel seen without needing to speak.
Experiencing the slow excavation of one’s soul only for its pathway to lead back to your own heart should be something to celebrate. But for some, the excitement withers away before the cheering can begin…











