Life is only half a game.
Molecules are always at the verge of half disappearing and half emerging.
Somebody said I should also put half-a-person in the show.
But we are halves already.
It’s sad that the air is the only thing we share.
No matter how close we get to each other,
there is always air between us.
It’s also nice that we share the air.
No matter how far apart we are,
the air links us.
Yoko Ono.
