This is part one of a nine part story. Hope you stick around and enjoy it. I am writing it as I go, there is no pretext or structure. thanks to bobby for the modelling, show some love ❤️ i//ix “Sonder is defined as the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own. I often think about that word a lot and what it means. How many people have I bumped into, scanned from the rooftops, gazed at from across the rooms that live large complex lives? Countless. What’s even more perplexing is the role I might have played in other people’s lives. Unimaginable. A series of random decisions at random intervals has become the structure that defines my world. Had I not sent a message that day, would I be who I am today? Would I feel all that I am feeling?
Come to think of it there must be hundreds of pictures of me, frozen in space and time - living my complex life, unbeknownst to the photographer.
Which have probably been spread over the net of thousands of eyes that squint wondering ‘who even is that guy?’ Who even am I?” • • •
'Cause who's to
if our hearts
life goes on?
Won't ya kiss me
Singing, “ain't this life so sweet?”