have you ever stopped to think that about all the nameless, faceless strangers you encounter on a daily basis? imagine it: there are a million billion people in this world (actual number may vary), and every one of them has a story to tell. every single person in every single city, in every single shack, on every single corner is an individual. they all have souls. they all love, and hate. they all have a favorite food, a favorite color, and a birthday. they have opinions, and a sense of humor. they all have a smile, and they all cry. as individual as all these people are, carrying on their individual lives, completely blind to all the other individuals around them, they are exactly like you and me. they are human. i don't know if i'm expressing this well. let me try a simpler approach... everyone is everyone else. we are all the same. everyone is someone, and that is enough to boggle my mind. i think about the paths every body walks every day and how hopelessly intertwined they are, and how no one ever seems to notice the millions of kindred souls surrounding them every day. poorly articulated thoughts are dissapointing. sorry. some things are too big for me to wrap my words around, i guess.