Sonder n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.
I tried to snooze this morning, I really did, my body was awake and hungry so I had no choice other than getting up and eat. After a small accident, don’t think I’m supposed to operate food at this time of the day, the food was on the table.
Now I’m sitting at my kitchen table enjoying a cup of coffee before it’s time to head to work.
This might turn out to be a good day!
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