I am having a hard time understanding why as people we have a hard time expressing how we feel, think, and act to others. Many times through out my fairly short life I have wondered what it would be like to know the people around me better. I remind myself of the people who pass me by in the market or at the movies, when I'm driving or just walking on the beach. That the people around me have lives all of which are completely separate from my understanding and knowledge. Yes, I see them on the beach, but do they really have lives if I don't know of them.
I have been thinking maybe people not connected to me through shared experiences and communications actually do not have lives unless they some how come into contact with mine. It is not to say they do not live their lives with out my knowledge, because of course they do, but the point I'm trying to grapple with is, do their lives exist for me, if I'm not apart of them.
I don't doubt their is no answer for my questions, yet I still wonder, which is better than not thinking at all, I guess.