It isn't so hard to find something in common with another person.

All seven and a half billion of us are simply humans wanting to survive, an instinct programmed into our brains. Similar to being born knowing how to breathe and our hearts pumping blood throughout our bodies. Because that's simply what it does.

And I may be jumping the gun a little here, to say that just as much as our values and ideas that are seemingly worth dying for seperate us... (whew, take a breath) We're also all flawed creatures that are impossible to live with in some of our own aspects. Yet regardless of all this, we seek to be loved. And loved, of course, meaning treasured.

There's more to this too, but I'd rather not get into it