Irene is nobody but a fictional character in my life that keeps on changing bodies or their real existence. I was looking at the only picture album where people have remained same and it is named as;
MY OWN PERSONAL
This is the oldest and the only album that has never changed faces. There was, is and probably always will be only one individual in that album. Is that lonely? No!!!
The whole point of this post is to tell you that I have never left myself alone. Not even in that oldest photo album of my own. And it has been always the mission of my life to bring people back to themselves and enjoying their own company instead of relying or depending upon another individual(s) existence.