We’re all following our own paths while we are strolling Earth. Most are free to turn or go back whenever they want. Others are bound to tradition, habits or even forced to go down an unwanted, dark alley.
This is all going on pretty much at the same time, randomly in parallel. Lots of us cross at intersections, at turns or see each other from the opposite riverbank. We utter our helloes or just bypass. We meet friends, we bump into enemies. We write postcards or send emails to keep in touch with travelers going or staying.
At a certain point, however, we take a different pace, because suddenly we walk along side a special traveler. Someone going a similar route. You feel that whenever the other turns slightly away, you’ll meet again a moment later. You found yourself a companion going beside you. One falls, the other helps. You cry and you laugh; agree and disagree. Sometimes you’ll find a sea between the both of you, but your journey will always bring you back together.
I have found this companion.