Passers-By
Today I was Face-Painting in Central Park.
Still adding more and more and more pictures to
my cellphone. But I’m not ready to download (upload?)
them yet, because I still haven’t checked out those
recent 491 pictures. So I’ll post a random batch from the
491 here today.
I remember seeing these people
for a moment in my life (in their lives).
The meetings, the interactions, and then, poof. They’re gone.
Made me think about the people who pass us by.
And the people who are in our lives just while we’re taking a class.
And the people who seem to be forever friends, but it really only lasts ten years.
And the people who we live our whole lives with, either by choice or circumstance. Even those
are just temporary. And how we treat these people, these short-term and long-term Passers-By.
And how we affect each other.
It’s so fleeting, but also so real. That’s all there is.
I once heard a ‘poem’ like this:
Some people are in my life for a Reason,
Some people are in my life for a Season,
and Some people are in my life for a Lifetime.
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