I sometimes play this game in my head where I try to put myself in other people’s shoes and imagine what their lives are like. People walking on the streets, strangers on a train, passersby entering a store, going to work or just visiting a new city. I imagine what their lives must be like, but I can’t.
All I know about their lives is what they decide to share with me, and that’s when I start imagining those moments, those actions they describe and that I’m able to vision, to recreate in my mind. Blurry, messy and strange pictures of what their words stir up in my head. unknown content, faces of people they know and I don’t and places they have visited, that are completely foreign to me.
Words are meant for us to share feelings and thoughts with one another and when we don’t share words what are we left with?
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