One is one, but one is not all alone.

There are other stars buzzing in the center of their own isolation.

And there is no straight path between them.

There is no straight path between you and me, dear reader, so don't blame me if my words fly like dust into your eyes and grit between your teeth, instead of like music into your ears.

I am I, but also you are you, and we are in sad need of a theory of human relativity.