Dots

The moment you understand it, it is the moment when everything makes sense. It is this majestic moment that all the wires of knowledge are united with each other.

Those that until then anarchically hovered in your thought and consciousness. They were there, sometimes you ignored them, they confused you, they made you doubt, you wondered. But you always knew they existed.

Many, small and large, colored and black and white, dull and bright. Opinions of the world, friends, relatives. Yours? Somewhere there hidden, indifferently buried, in the chaos.

And one day comes this moment, when something different happens. Something magical that unites all these pieces at once.

And you finally realize that they were not random, scattered. They were cohesive, they created an image, your own image. Your real self.

Kon.