[bound]byREALITY.

“Life is full of colour. We each get to come along and we add our own colour to the painting. You know? And even though it's not very big, the painting, you sort of have to figure that it goes on forever, in each direction, to infinity... cause that's kind of like life, right?   So at first, I was thinking maybe up here, that was that guy's part of the painting, and up here it was my part of the painting... and then I started to think, well, what if we're all in the painting everywhere? What if we're in the painting before we were born, and what if we're in it after we die? And these colours that we keep adding, what if they just keep getting added on top of one another, until eventually we're not even different colours anymore? We're just... one thing. One painting.

And it all sort of fits somehow, and even if you don’t understand how yet, people will die in our lives, people that we love. In our future, maybe tomorrow, maybe years from now. I mean, it’s kind of beautiful, if you think about it - the fact that just because someone dies, just because you can’t see them or talk to them anymore, it doesn’t mean they’re not still in the painting.