Living with the universe

I'm famous for drawing inane stuff. This is one.
I'm naming it, Living with the Universe.

We all live in seperate worlds, trying to reach our own stars (version of happiness). And when we do connect and interact to each other, we reach through this small hole in the wall or window if u want to name it that way.

We do not give ourselves up completely, nor blend in with the other person. We just reach a small tentacle or hand.. and connect. This is why all of us sees a completely different universe than the other.

This is why, we're all so lonely in some way...
And in fact, is there a point in completely blending ourselves with another person? If we do, then for the rest of our lives do we see the sun, the moon, or both ? Are we happier with just a hand connection, or do we all really want to be one.