I’ve neglected this blog again for too long. Again. So, in an effort to be more consistent, I’ve decided to try NaBloPoMo for the month of March. The theme for march is STRANGE(R).
Strange. Stranger. One letter apart. But it makes sense. If something is unfamiliar to us, we consider it strange. And strangers are people who we’re unfamiliar with. But when it comes down to it, how different are these “strangers” from us or people we know? The world is smaller than we think. How many people do we pass by or interact with each day that actually have some connection to us through mutual friends or acquaintances?
Ever since this past summer, I’ve been taking the bus almost everyday. Everyday it’s a different set of people. Sometimes you run into people you know, but most of the time the bus is full of strangers. Once in a while, you see a face that you’ve seen before. But they’re still a stranger.
Riding the bus everyday sounds tedious. But it’s different everyday. There are days when I’m too preoccupied with things going on in my life and I spend the whole bus ride thinking about those things. There are days when I just want to listen to music that explains how I’m feeling at the moment.
But then there are the days when I’m not caught up in my own world. Those are the days that I take a break from worrying about my own life and I take a step back. I take in the world around me and the people around me. And it’s on these days that my curiosity strikes. Everyone on the bus has a different destination. Everyone has a different purpose for going from Point A to Point B. Sometimes I look at people and wonder what their life story is and what they’ve gone through. Or even on days when I’m preoccupied with my own life, I take a look around and wonder what everyone else is thinking about. The bus ride is so silent sometimes. It would be so interesting to be able to hear people’s thoughts.
For some of my posts this month, I’m going to try to write about a different stranger. A different story each time. It’ll be fictional for the most part, but I’ll use the strangers that I come in contact with as inspiration.
