The public is weird. When you're walking somewhere and you see strangers on the street to me it's weird. Everyone you see has their own story and some things may be happening in their life but you only see a glance of their exterior. In my story they are just passer-bys, just people to fill the space. I might see a lady in Walmart one day and I won't know that she wants to be a doctor. Maybe her daughter is pregnant but I only see a woman wearing a pretty shirt. In my life I am the main character and they are just walking by but in their lives I am just walking through. They probably won't remember me and I don't remember them. We are all just our own main characters in our own story and passer-bys in everyone else's. Maybe, if something happens we might get to know another one's story but for now just background characters
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RandomRandom stuff I think about. Everything here is mine unless stated otherwise. Dedicated to the teacher who always wanted to know what was in my head
