But while I was camping, I noticed everyone around me, I noticed that they weren't just people. They weren't just someone behind you, with brown hair, brown eyes, or anything like that. They had lives, secrets, tragedies, accomplishments, everything that I had. It was a weird sensation to realize how connected we actually are to each other, how we have a chance of being related to them, or a chance of meeting them again because in the end, USA is a small world when it comes to amusement parks.
I also wondered what it would be like to be in someone elses eyes, to see myself walking, to wonder what I would be thinking, to see my expressions, to see if I look how I feel. Or to see what others see in me, to see what I am to other people besides my personal dialouge. It was such a fascinating experience to look at a stranger and say, " They could be the best person in my life, or they could be the worst." and just leave it at that. No questions, no statements, nothing.
So I guess what I'm trying to say is that everyone has a life story, everyone has a tear jerking one, too. And that we're just another name on the VIP list, we're just another human being trying to make it in this world, and last of all, we're all trying to find out who we are, and we aren't, then we're trying to find out how to get through this life. But it's how you accept it does it make you different, make you the bolded name on the expanding list of people. It's how you make your life the best you can, affecting not only your life but others; be the life changer, my friend.
