If you’re having a hard time, people want to help out. Even if you are celebrating a special occasion, people want to join in.
A solo trip to LA provided much opportunity to use Uber’s car service. Little did I know each trip was a humble human experience in itself.
What is it about strangers that make us compelled to open up and share our stories?
“I was sobbing hysterically. I’ll never be able to thank her enough—she saved his life.”
I want to be familiar with your smile until I can see it at the back of my mind. I want to see the good things and the bad things your life has given you because I know I will love them even more.
Excuse me, sir? Yes, you. I’m sorry to bother you but, can you please help me up? Yeah, I don’t know, I just … it’s like my legs just started to fold and so I sat down and now I can’t get back up again.
Thank you, strangers, for giving me the opportunity to fall in love in the safest way possible. You never truly got to break my heart.
It’s no metaphor, no artistic hyperbole meant to hint at a deeper message that you can never really know someone and really, aren’t we all strangers, at the end?
“What I’ve learned is that everyone has a story. It’s just up to us to open ourselves up and get past the surface.”
“Simple pleasures,” Carla said. “That is what life is all about.”