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 understand that 6am mornings are the norm for alot of people. For me it’s not so when I once again myself with 5 alarms set out of fear for oversleeping, I take the comfy way out…sweatpants!!!
Since I’m going to an office on the other side of this flight, I have a cute pair of black pants in my purse for an airport toilet change
Merry morning peeps!
