Life is fragile, and it is precious. Every moment we take our loved ones or our existence for granted is a mistake. How often are we physically present but mentally elsewhere—lost in our thoughts or glued to our phones—even in the company of those who matter most?
We show up, yet we are never truly present.
Sometimes, I find it deeply strange to witness what our communication has become as though we are becoming strangers to the very connections that give our lives meaning.
Idk if I’m just crazy. What do you think !
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