Strangers

I took a train recently.

I just want to say one thing: I LOVE strangers.

When I'm in public, I often zone out and just stare at strangers. I love listening into their conversations & watching their faces. I love talking to them (but I rarely do). I love figuring out their problems. I don't even know why! I just think it's fascinating. People are brilliant and interesting and amazing and beautiful and ugly and... ahh.

They also have the tendency to think you're a creep when you walk around taking pictures of them.

I truly would love to just watch somebody go about his life. I would love to follow somebody's life, hear his/her conversations, learn his/her deepest secrets, learn about his/her fears and wants, learn about who (s)he and who (s)he thinks (s)he is and who people think (s)he is...

...but that would make me a stalker. That is frowned upon in most areas of our society.

I feel like a creeper. Does anybody share this fascination with people... or is it just me?
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In other news... I need to think of things to put in this blog. I feel like my day-to-day life is too boring to write about all the time.

Love my CTY friends. My life is pretty great, as of late.

Music is amazing.
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I have to give a mini-dedication to Jason- I mean David, too.