We are connected in more ways than you can imagine.

Never coming eye to eye, but we have met before.

You know me even if you can’t recall the time we met.

We are all connected after all.

The man that talks the towers looks down at the anxious people.

Remember how we all looked up in anticipation?

Remember how we all in that moment froze in time?

Apparently all our shit didn’t matter anymore because there was a man talking a rope in the sky.

In the moment while the world rapidly spun,

We all stopped to witness something extraordinary.