and it begins

So I have finally decided to start a blog, mostly because I had a thought today that seemed important enough to share. I had my iPod playing a genius mix of the country songs during my thirty minute ride home from school today. It was a really good mix, with a lot of songs that made me think of my Dad, and in general took me back to different times in my life. I was sitting near the middle doors, a perfect place for people watching. I really love people watching, it is so interesting. So many different people, doing different things... observing people is an easy way for me to pass the time. But to day it hit me. Each and every one of these people has an entire life of stories, and moments, and feelings that they could tell. The couple giving a quick kiss before one gets off the bus, the stooped elderly woman who walks with a cane and who's face seems more like leather than live flesh.

In my orientation training for Kenya we talked about people being background, machinery or something else that I can't remember (its the good one). Machinery being people who do things for you, ie the lady who sold me shower gel today. And background people being people who are only background objects but don't really register as people. All too often I let people remain background and never really realize that they are real live people, with stories of their own.

I wonder what these people would have to say if I took the time to talk to them? What kind of impact would they have on my life? God only knows. Like I said, it was a really good mix. I probably won't understand half of what they say anyway and I'll never see them again, right?