Human Beings

I’ve forgotten how it is to be amongst the “everyday” person in this world. We live such exclusive lives, doing our own thing, at our own time, on our own volition, with no thought for other people and what’s going on in their lives. We don’t want to interact with another person unless if we absolutely have to. If you don’t know a person, it is generally accepted that you don’t make contact with them. And unfortunately, we’re okay with that. I’ve often found that it’s that one interaction with another human being in my day that just makes it a unique and encouraging day. When that stranger holds eye contact with you for more than just a simple glance and you share a smile. When a bus driver makes it his personal vendetta to make sure you get to the right place at the right time, and gives you free fare. When the person next to you on that very bus asks you where you’re going and what you were doing in the area, and actually gets excited for you when you tell them. It’s the person that sees you’re in pain and hurting, and decides to sit with you, hoping it’ll comfort you from your problems. That person that notices that you don’t have enough money to buy something, and decides they’re footing the bill for you, no questions asked. We find other people to be the most incompetent, useless beings on the planet that can do nothing but screw up and cause us problems. What we never remember however, is that these are the very people that can make our day with nothing but a simple smile. The most crucial thing however, is that we don’t remember that we ARE these people. That everyday person that pays for your meal, that genuinely wonders how your day is going, that simply wanted to look at you while smiling; that’s you. That’s me. We can be that person that cares enough to help a short-changed stranger. We can be that person that gets out of that rushed mindset and allows that one car to merge into your lane in front of you. We can be the individual that simply looks at someone with intent, and grins. We can be the reason someone’s day is made. Yes, someone close to us that makes the effort to show they care usually means so much more to us personally, but there’s such a unique feeling to be experienced when you interact with the general population on this chunk of space rock. I think it’s called being human. Acknowledging someone else’s existence, and being acknowledged as a unique being yourself, with no selfish personal gain being brought to either side is a part of our social fabric that has been re-written, forgotten, and lost. Guys, let’s make the effort. You know how much better your day gets when someone notices you and chooses to do something about it. Be that person.