Hugging A Stranger

So many times, I’ve observed all kinds of events – from the very personal to the very public and back to those I’ve come to know by way of a conversation here and there.

I stand in line at the post office, the train platform, or an elevator when I am among strangers.  All kinds of people talk to me about all kinds of things.

I am in awe of some of the information I come to know and sometimes I just don’t know what to do about it.  A lot of times, before I can stop an individual, they’ve already told me more than I care to know. 

Other times, I wonder about people I see every day but have never talked to, who wouldn’t ever talk to me.  And then one day I hear their voice and I muse that the voice I hear doesn’t come close to matching the voice I’ve created for them in my head.

At “On the Outside Looking In”, I’ll share my insight from the outside and maybe a few stories from the inside told to me by a stranger who didn’t know me.