Sometimes I wake up and look around at my world- my wife, the house I live in, the moon that seems to hang so low here. Then I start to wonder if this is all just a dream? Have you ever had that feeling, like you can't believe that the life you live right now is real? Not that it feels unrealistic. It's just certain times of the day that it'll hit you and you think "How did I end up here?" So how did I end up here? How did you end up where you are? Have our paths crossed before? Maybe they have.
As isolated as I might think this town I live in is, there are people here I might have already seen in good ol' Edmonton, Alberta, especially considering how many people I used to see while I was busking in the train stations. Connections are amazing and we might have more of them than we can really imagine.
I once had a friend in elementary school. He was an exchange student from Mexico. Suddenly one day, he just wasn't at the school any more. He sort of disappeared. Years later, when I was in junior high, I saw a guy looking at me sort of peculiar-like as if he recognized me or something. He approached me and said my full name. After all those years! We found out we were attending the same junior high, but in different grades. For a brief time, we were good friends again.
We hung out. We arm-wrestled and all that junior high boy stuff. Lifted weights at the swimming pool (mini) gym. And by that time, he was a kickboxing champion, too. He had to leave again, this time to Calgary. He called me once or twice, but then we lost contact. Jarnell, are you out there somewhere? (I don't know if I even spelled the name right)
I wonder who I might bump into here in Japan. Hey, you never know. As big as this world is, it can be extremely small. We may be connected somehow, around the world. Now a random picture.
Finding the connection is up to you.
As isolated as I might think this town I live in is, there are people here I might have already seen in good ol' Edmonton, Alberta, especially considering how many people I used to see while I was busking in the train stations. Connections are amazing and we might have more of them than we can really imagine.
I once had a friend in elementary school. He was an exchange student from Mexico. Suddenly one day, he just wasn't at the school any more. He sort of disappeared. Years later, when I was in junior high, I saw a guy looking at me sort of peculiar-like as if he recognized me or something. He approached me and said my full name. After all those years! We found out we were attending the same junior high, but in different grades. For a brief time, we were good friends again.
We hung out. We arm-wrestled and all that junior high boy stuff. Lifted weights at the swimming pool (mini) gym. And by that time, he was a kickboxing champion, too. He had to leave again, this time to Calgary. He called me once or twice, but then we lost contact. Jarnell, are you out there somewhere? (I don't know if I even spelled the name right)
I wonder who I might bump into here in Japan. Hey, you never know. As big as this world is, it can be extremely small. We may be connected somehow, around the world. Now a random picture.
Finding the connection is up to you.
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