personal problem (musing)

the world exists to tell us that we are not its personal problems. that is why we enter human relationships: to create spaces for the personal. it is the greatest sadness to encounter the indifferent world in a relationship space, and it becomes an im-personal space just like any other, like a bus stop. we get farther and farther away from that ideal, Lacanian 'Real' when we are me/me. the lines we draw between any notion of (us).