pixelated.me

there seems to be an odd fascination with the idea of uniqueness. odd because i both understand it and at times wonder why it and the concept of exclusivity seem so important to us.
somewhere in there is our own concepts of monogamy as an exclusivity club.
I'm not saying i disagree, but i do wonder about it.
if someone shares something with me, something that feels intimate and unique, yet something tangible, a secret, a story, a photo, a truth, and then choses to share that same thing with someone else or a group of people, does it make it any less special that he or she shared it with me? what is the implications of exclusivity when it comes to sharing?
i don't really have any answer, mostly just the question born out of my own experience.


i suppose we all want to feel like we are special to someone for something.