maximalminimality

Part 3 will be short.

You are surrounded by people you know, at least by name, and probably a little by interests and backgrounds.

Yet your table is empty, every single person seemed to have joined another other person, leaving you alone on a solitary island.

It's alike an extrovert being ostracized - mentally torturous and emotionally challenging.

You try to reach out into another island, yet you never seem to be able to get much close, only a short glimpse of a fading image.

You turn to another to receive the same results.

It's paradoxical - having so many friends, yet having none.

Looking back at the past, this isn't the first time it has happened. In fact, you'd almost think you're a leper.

I don't know the answer. I'm still searching for it.

When I find it, the second half will begin. Wish me luck.