Sometimes when I'm driving, especially when it's dark. And especially when I drive through a crowded city or neighborhood, I wonder what kind of lives I'm crossing. What kind of events did I pass through without understanding? What emotions are being shared, thrown, or help out of the light?
It is almost too much to comprehend that as I travel on whatever journey I am on in that moment, that I pass thousands of other journeys on my way. Though I don't interact with the people I pass (we don't even see each other), I wonder if they are okay?
I wonder if we will ever meet, and if we do...would we know it?
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