n. The realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries, and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you'll never know existed, in which you might only appear once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur in traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.
i always almost think of every passerby i saw on the street. where do they come home to, do they have someone waiting for them, what do they do in life, and so on and so on and so on. i love this word. sonderReplyDelete