My favorites are always the random family vacation pictures accidentally uploaded to gmaps. It always tells a tiny slice of life story about people I will never meet.
Have that feeling sometimes in places like a full market, an airport or visiting a city full of people walking around. I won’t probably see these people again in my life, yet they will go on to their lives doing their things. This is the only moment we will be this close, never to see them again. I’m like, there’s so many people in this whole world all with so many different wants and needs, and I ain’t knowing 1/1000 of them.
Or, interesting in the opposite direction, I was once on vacation in another country over summer break during elementary school years, visiting a tourist site of some sort, and saw one of my classmates there. Parents didn’t coordinate plans or even share them, just a random coincidence that we happened to not only go to the same general area at the same time, not only the same specific tourist location in an area that had a bunch of options, but ended up on the same section of path at the same time.
Makes me wonder how many other times I’ve randomly been even just an hour away from someone else I knew in an area neither of us were often in.
My favorites are always the random family vacation pictures accidentally uploaded to gmaps. It always tells a tiny slice of life story about people I will never meet.
Have that feeling sometimes in places like a full market, an airport or visiting a city full of people walking around. I won’t probably see these people again in my life, yet they will go on to their lives doing their things. This is the only moment we will be this close, never to see them again. I’m like, there’s so many people in this whole world all with so many different wants and needs, and I ain’t knowing 1/1000 of them.
Or, interesting in the opposite direction, I was once on vacation in another country over summer break during elementary school years, visiting a tourist site of some sort, and saw one of my classmates there. Parents didn’t coordinate plans or even share them, just a random coincidence that we happened to not only go to the same general area at the same time, not only the same specific tourist location in an area that had a bunch of options, but ended up on the same section of path at the same time.
Makes me wonder how many other times I’ve randomly been even just an hour away from someone else I knew in an area neither of us were often in.