Something to Share

You had probably parents who told you the whole eighteen years of your life how special you are, that nobody is like you! There is always at least a little shame when you fail to get what makes you special except the emptiness deep inside your heart. Emptiness that you don't see in your surrounding, which makes you somewhat static in the dynamic world. But all of a sudden you start to grin as that emptiness-the only resource you have- begins to fill your environment. Perhaps you are laughing because you shared something, probably everything you have, or perhaps because you are now less emptier and them-more emptier. But the question is do they laugh with you? Do they like the taste of emptiness?