Day 6: A Stranger
Dear Stranger,
There’s something intoxicating about the unknown. Maybe you’ll be my best friend someday. You could be the cruelest person on the face of the earth. You could be dead tomorrow. Maybe you’ll break my heart—or heal it. You could have everything in common with me, or nothing at all. Who knows? Somewhere, you’re set in stone—as much as anyone is ever set in stone—but to me, you’re just a blur of potentiality. A reality shifting; a shadowy form that may one day solidify, only to dissolve in an instant as we pass on the street. A moment of a shared existence, gone in the blink of an eye. Yet you’re as real as me; and I, as real as you. Isn’t that exhilaratingly strange? Doesn’t that boggle the mind?
So, tell me, stranger: What’s it going to be?
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