EternalLight
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- Dec 26, 2024
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When I was a boy, I used to see these minor characters in games, those with no significance to the story, and I'd imagine what it was like to be them, what their lives were like and the kinds of experiences they had leading up to the moment I met them. I always enjoyed it when you could ask about the game world and their thoughts about it, even if it served no purpose in the story. I'd spend hours in single villages or cities just walking the streets, going from character to character, reading what they had to say. If they had strong opinions about something or other, it felt even more exciting to inquire. I have a lot of fond memories of RPG games.
Nowadays, when I smoke a cigarette and gaze out of my window to the street, I look at the people below the building and wonder what their lives are like. All these different people with all kinds of experiences in life, most of which will be completely lost to time with their deaths. I think about them and try to imagine all sorts of details based solely upon a glance. Unlike in RPGs, I can't just barge into the homes of strangers, rifle through their things, and expect them to tell me about themselves, but these days I'm quite an alienated man, so it's nice to imagine.
For example, today I saw a woman, most likely a backpacker; she didn't look like a local, and she wore a backpack typical of people doing that sort of thing. She was standing on the corner of the street, waiting for something and eating what seemed like a fruit. I'd say she looked like an air sign, and her attire as practical, with a kind of floral bonnet upon her head. She looked a couple of years younger than me, maybe late 20s, so I wondered what kind of journey she was on. I imagined that back wherever she was from, she had felt discontent with the banalities of life and, seeing the world around her rapidly fall apart, experienced a yearning within herself, a call to adventure before it was no longer possible. She also looked like she'd be honest with herself, so I imagined that when she gets back from her journey, she'd be a bit disappointed that she went so far but figured out so little, and this dissatisfaction would last for some years as she took various part-time positions to sustain herself before becoming a reiki practitioner. We met eyes a few times, so I wonder if she also considered who I was, about what kind of life I've led and of my fate.
Does anyone else do this?
Nowadays, when I smoke a cigarette and gaze out of my window to the street, I look at the people below the building and wonder what their lives are like. All these different people with all kinds of experiences in life, most of which will be completely lost to time with their deaths. I think about them and try to imagine all sorts of details based solely upon a glance. Unlike in RPGs, I can't just barge into the homes of strangers, rifle through their things, and expect them to tell me about themselves, but these days I'm quite an alienated man, so it's nice to imagine.
For example, today I saw a woman, most likely a backpacker; she didn't look like a local, and she wore a backpack typical of people doing that sort of thing. She was standing on the corner of the street, waiting for something and eating what seemed like a fruit. I'd say she looked like an air sign, and her attire as practical, with a kind of floral bonnet upon her head. She looked a couple of years younger than me, maybe late 20s, so I wondered what kind of journey she was on. I imagined that back wherever she was from, she had felt discontent with the banalities of life and, seeing the world around her rapidly fall apart, experienced a yearning within herself, a call to adventure before it was no longer possible. She also looked like she'd be honest with herself, so I imagined that when she gets back from her journey, she'd be a bit disappointed that she went so far but figured out so little, and this dissatisfaction would last for some years as she took various part-time positions to sustain herself before becoming a reiki practitioner. We met eyes a few times, so I wonder if she also considered who I was, about what kind of life I've led and of my fate.
Does anyone else do this?