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"I'm and idealist. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way". -Carl Sandburg

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Strangers...

"Every passing face on the street represents a story every bit as compelling and complicated as yours."

This is something that tends to occur to me at least once every few days. I often look at people and it hits me again, like it did the very first time I realized other people have their own worlds. In a sense I am in the center of my own world. And there are people who come in and stay, and some who make an appearance. Like shooting stars or the ones that we say every night until we die. Everything that happens in my life affects my world. Something bad happens, it is like a meteorite flew in from no where and took off a chunk of me. Something great happens, like a new star gets added to my view. But when something happens, it is big for me and I can see it. The people in my life have their own worlds. Where I can only see just a little bit. Like the dark side of the moon. Humans can't see it, but we know there is more there. I am aware that these people are there, though I do not see everything they see, I get a glimpse. But people I do not know. The people I pass on the street, or sit next to on a train. Everything that is happening in their life is just as big and detrimental as the things going on in my life. They have no idea I am in a big city with no family, and it is a bit saddening... but I may not know that their mother just passed away, or their daughter was accepted to college with a full ride scholarship. What may seem easy for me, could have been a meteor for them, and vice versa. 

I think it is just hard to imagine that anything going on in someone else's life could be as important as what is going on in yours, or in some cases more important. Because we have a full view of our world, and a very minute glimpse of their's from millions of light years away. Like a far off star you are vaguely aware of on the darkest of nights. 






This post really was not going anywhere. It was just a thought. If it wasn't really late and I had more time, I would have developed the metaphor better. I hope it was clear enough for you guys to follow. If not I am sorry, and my next post in a few days will be less like this, and more of an update. Maybe. 


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