There's a thought that's been floating around in my head... one of the simplest yet most astounding things to think about.
Each person in the world has a life they live. Each life connects with so many others, and we don't even know about most of them in any way. There'll be a person who reads this journal. Your life doesn't connect with mine in any big way. Yet you read my thoughts, and that gives us a tiny link. I have a whole life I'm going though, and you have yours. You don't know a huge amount, but you connected in some way. And (I hope) you don't hate me from reading this, yet there are so many things that people judge others on when they only connect a little. And you can't ever fully understand every single thing about someone. So who knows what you'd think? For example, a car drove past my house. I didn't see it, just heard the car noise through my window. I know someone was driving that car. But I don't know so many things about them. Such as:
Male or female?
Conservative or liberal?
Queer or straight?
Red Sox or Yankees?
And so, so much more.
All these can determine people's opinions about others. And this one, random person has lived, and is living, a life. One that probably has nothing to do with me. Except that they drove by my house and made me think. So many people in the world, so many lives... I'm in a deep-thinking kind of mood.