Today I learned that a friend wagered all the past, present, and future on a wild scheme—and lost. In the severe chaos that followed, he stood isolated and alone. The fear of being alone is surely one of the most elemental fears of mankind, and lasting from childhood to adulthood. That which we most struggle against eventually finds us—a specter arising from our deepest anxieties and dread. Now that the door is locked and the four walls closing in, is it possible that he will find what some others have found in like circumstances; a feeling that though alone, yet not alone; though isolated, inexplicably loved. That, at least, is my fervent prayer.
The Agonies and Ecstasies that daily keep our brains buzzing and hearts compassionate
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