Our neighbors moved out quite suddenly this month. It's not like we were overly close, but they were on our floor and very friendly. I've chatted with them in passing, and our dogs were buddies. When I saw their suite being renovated I had a sense they were gone.
I started thinking about all the people you share small parts of your life with. People you might sit next to at a bar, people at a bus stop, or people that irritate the shit out of you in a Starbucks lineup. With all our everyday interactions with people we rarely think of their history or if we might ever see them again. Odds are we won't remember 99% of them.
For example, the neighbors. I probably will never see them again in my life. It's not a sad thing, it's just how life works. So many acquaintances come and go.
Picture today and all the people you walked by on the street. Now picture how many of those people are now dead, traveling, happy, devastated, jobless, brain dead etc. It's amazing. Everyone has a story, whether it be happy or sad, opinionated or neutral.
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