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n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk. nostr:note1ygxp5lkvkd9gycv8kpjtesyj2djqym2jvtaa5sl98dad9kgq69vsadv3xs

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gotham_now 1y ago

When I have this feeling, and I’m glad someone named it, it usually comes with a sense similar to that of knowing there are so many excellent books that I will not read, songs I will not hear, and stories I’ll never know. This used to bother me as a kid, but now it’s more of a reminder that the good things in life are so numerous.

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