It came as a light breeze at first, then it threw me into the sky like a tornado - the realisation that each random person I pass by is living a life as livid and complex as my own, populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness. An epic story that continues invisibly around us like an anthill sprawling deep undergound, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives we'll never know even existed, in which we might appear only once, as a shadow in the background, as a blur walking by, as a lighted window at dusk. We are all conected by seams stronger than we can accept, than I can admit. He is not in this alone, he knows that now. We are in it together.
