Conditional Reality

The ones you get as a kid at camp when you hardly know what the word means are forgotten in later years. Your college one dispels any notions you may still harbor about humanity living together in harmony. The one you never see makes you ponder the difference between loneliness and solitude. The one who dissolves the arrangement soon after it begins because you are the disruptive and messy one hurts in an odd way you had not thought possible. The one who shares your hospital room will learn things about you no one else can come close to knowing.