On Your Way Home

Friday 23 March 2012 at 07:34 am

I wrote this while thinking about the interconnectedness of humans.

We come in contact with seemingly random people everyday, and for us, their sole purpose in life is to be there at that moment so we can walk by them. Like wise for them, our only purpose in life is to do the same. We never know who these people are and we will never find out; that's not what they're there for.

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