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6 billion people... 6 billion people whose lives you won't touch. 6 billion people I breathe the same air, share the same home with, have the same needs and emotions as... So many different story lines I somehow, by the little things I do, alter but never really touch.

The world is so big, so beyond my control. I am so little. There are so many more of me, doing the exact same thing as I. Riding the bus, writing a text, thinking about an ex... Even though we are doing things simultaniously, I will never know where the other person is. I will never know their name, their occupation, their story.

6 billion people... That's at least 600 million times the amount of people I saw today. 6 billion people who are loved, hated, cherished or tortured. So much is happening around me to them and yet I fail to notice. I fail to notice the girl who gave birth to her first born at the age of 13 in a land not so far away from mine. I fail to notice the boy whose father comes home drunk every night. The boy who has to be strong for all his younger ones.

I fail to notice the person who is reading this while having dinner.

The world I see is so limited, so small next to everything that's happening. I go to dine outside thinking this is the best restaurant ever, when I haven't eaten in someone else's favourite. I assume the books I have read are the best, the most extraordinary ones, never having heard of the book she wrote and keeps under her bed because her father doesn't approve. Even in the city I live in, I can tell you where the best view can be found but I have never been all over. In my little world, I allow myself to think I have it all, to think these are the best. Out of the hundred people I have met, I decided three people are my best friends in the whole wide world.

6 billion people in this world,

and so much we don't know.