A soft touch, a warm glance, a word spoken at just the right moment—these are the threads that weave us together. The simplest gestures, often unspoken, can carry the weight of universes… Connection doesn’t need grandeur—it thrives in the ordinary, the fleeting, the unnoticed.
I was sitting in Central Park in NY, watching strangers pass by—a child chasing a balloon, an elderly couple walking hand in hand, a jogger stopping to pet a dog. Each of them, a story I’ll never know but somehow felt a part of in that moment. It reminded me that we are all pieces of a puzzle, fitting together in ways we might never fully understand.
We crave to be seen, heard, understood. Yet, we often build walls to protect our tender hearts—proud architects of our own loneliness.
But walls don’t hug us back.