I’m currently on holiday in Florida, sat in a universal Studios waiting for my dad and brother to finish a ride.
I’m sat on the corner of a street watching the people walk past me and it kind of hits me how insignificant I feel. Looking at the people walking past there are all different. Kinds of people, all different shapes and sizes, all from different countries. There are large families all in the same t-shirt so they don’t lose track of each other. Small families walking in pairs with their children. Young kids with captai. America t-shirts on. I’m looking at all these people and I reckon in the space of about 10 mins, at least a thousand people have walked past me, that’s one thousand in ten minutes, if not more. Everyone walking past me is unique, they all have a different look, they all have different opinions, different lives. I start to wonder, as I watch all the people pass me, what makes me special? What makes me noticeable out of all these people walking past me constantly.
I then realise the answer, which I have already said, unique. I am unique, no one is like me, no one has the same fingerprint as me, no one has the same eyes as me. Yes there may be people who have similarities to me, opinions etc but there is only one person like me.
I quite enjoy watching the people pass me this way, I begin to wonder, where are they from? What job do they do? Are they related to anyone famous? Will the child walking past me grow up to be a scientist? Will the other child walking past me grow up to win an Olympic gold medal?
As I continue to watch the crowds pass me I continue to wonder about them and question do they wonder about me?