Report #4 Blood bond x Mind bond

A bond, a connection, my experiences and imagination. Someone told me about a dream. I can't say we had the same dream even though we have shared the same porridge. life is unkind sometimes, and I miss you. I miss me, myself and I. no-sense. I carry myself all the time, everywhere, now and then I share myself, sliced like bread, little pieces of my heart and soul to whoever is interested. I feel pleased sharing is my way of living forever. and that's what immortality means. I can't say anymore. I love me in you and all of you in me.