It’s not about bragging how I’ve been meeting various people and they happen to give me tons of life questions to which “42” cannot be the answer (if you’ve ever seen ‘The Hitchhiker’s Guide to Galaxy,’ you’ll get the reference).
But it’s still true after all, that most of stories begin when people meet and make a life out of it.
They deliver statements, ultimatums; pose questions and push each other until eventually, a new journey springs forth. And you’ll never know what kind of people you’ve just passed on a road or bridge; what stories lie at the soles of those worn shoes; what hides behind that glimpse of a smile.
