Tada

So I came out alive. Still have both my arms and legs. Brain is a little smaller though. :clap: I even got a little souvenir in the form of the mousepad they had at the computers. (I didn’t steal it though, I asked for it.)

How does something that affects someone else’s life affect yours?

On my way home, I saw something thought provoking. There were a bunch of kids, maybe in their late teens, laughing and joking around on the side of the freeway next to what I’m assuming was their stalled car. Poor kids. They were all wearing some sort of Detroit Piston paraphernalia. Poor kids. But that’s beside the point.

What I realized though, was that I witnessed something those kids are probably going to remember for the rest of their days. I wondered what kind of impact it’s going to have their lives. It was like watching ‘Stand By Me’. And then I wondered, how is witnessing their experience going to affect my life? Sometimes its really eye opening to see that you are not the only person living out your life on Earth. :ponder:

Right now I’m wondering if any of them got hit by a car.