Humans are pretty sweet. We get so attached to things, to places, to people. These connections are so mysterious to me. I don't know whether they're forged in the heart, bonded through extensive time spent, or just a random connection... Something destined?
However it is they occur, once the attachment has happened, the bond is strong. What we're attached to is risen upon a pedestal, given more importance and preference than is, more likely than not, deserved. We give these things so much value, that oftentimes we are more apt to suffer a personal loss than give up the attachment we have, whatever it may be.
And when the time comes for things to become unattached, we struggle, we feel pain, we resist the inevitable. But then the inevitable has passed. And it's sad. We know we'll never forget. And we become attached to another thing.
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