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I wonder all the time. Sometimes, as I pass the downtown areas and see some homeless people, I wonder how they cope and how they feel. If it's a cold day, I feel cold with them. Sometimes I see people doing normal everyday things, like I'd be walking down the street and I'd see someone in their front lawn, and I'd wonder how life is like for them, what they're thinking, who their friends are. I try to enter the lives of random people by creating a life in my mind about them. I usually wonder about the lives of other people (sometimes animals too.) Then I'd wonder how life would be like if I didn't move, who my friends would be, what routines I would pick up. I get distracted easily and often when someone's talking to me, I pick up one main point and I think about it, which connects to other different memories, and I'd get lost in thought, and I'd be silent, which to some would appear to be an akward silence, but not to me because I'm not "there" with them anymore, I'm off wondering elsewhere...
"Crap. I lost my watch, now I'm lost in time."
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