Shoelaces for Josie

There are what…six billion people on this planet? Maybe the population has gone up. I don’t know and for the context of this blog, it really isn’t relevant so we’ll keep it at six bill for usability.

Each of those six billion people has a life. They have their routines, their residences, their families, their histories.

Yesterday, my sister and I went into San Francisco and she pointed out her apartment when she first moved to the Bay area and we stopped at a park to tramp around a bit. She pointed out Treasure Island where she lived for three years (Argh, matey!) and we drove down the alley where the studio she worked at used to be.

Seeing all the different neighborhoods, hearing her talk about what her life has been like the last eight years in a place such as this - it’s really kind of awesome when you stop and think about it. And it reminded me again how every person has a story. Even the most mundane people who have worked the same line job at the local factory for 20 years have a story.

Maybe I’m just nerdy (and I know that I am) but getting caught up on someone’s life is a neat-o adventure.