COPIED…and resonating with you? —

Feeling disconnected from friends and realizing the unspoken grief that follows. Holding onto past connections and navigating the no man’s land of surface-level interactions. It’s a quiet pain, and it’s okay to acknowledge it.

— It’s like this is a missing part of the Beatles’ song Eleanor Rigby: “all the lonely people, where do they all come from? Where do they all belong?“

…and...

…and yet…

…and so, Church?