My world is shrinking

Some have chosen the "other side". Some have fallen off the face of the Earth. Some have had their own worlds change so much that their focus is elsewhere.

One by one, I am losing the relationships that I thought would last forever.

But I've not lost all hope. My world will re-emerge eventually, perhaps in a different dimension, and it will be much different (better) this time.

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The "Black Hole" art that accompanies this post was created by Sven Geier, and supplied on a gallery page of his web site brought to me by a Google Images search. Pretty cool. :)

Yarn

I am a strand of yarn. There are many fibers that make up my being. I can be separate, or twisted or braided with other strands. I can also support a network, like something crocheted, intersecting with different strands at different points. I can be strong or I can be frayed.