I remember one clear example of such near-actual caring which I wrote about at the time. It was when I looked at a picture of me and Sonya and realised that those two flesh and blood humans in the picture never actually meet, and that the gulf created by ‘me’ can never be crossed.
It was odd seeing us in picture, seemingly happy and yet knowing that whatever affective happiness ‘we’ might share will never be the same as actually meeting the other for the first time, that this was far more precious. So this was it, the seeing that an actual happiness for the flesh and blood humans is far more precious than any affective happiness that ‘I’ might have.
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