The wonderings of Me, SpaggyB

Isnt it strange to think about strangers? You see people every day, people that you dont know anything about. In the streets, in the news, in photos and magazines. Even celebrities. Ever stopped to think about the fact that they have a life? They have experiences, they have their own family, friends, ideas, plans, hopes, dreams. Or maybe then dont. Thats the thing, you dont know, thats why they are strangers.
Its funny, i see pictures of people on the net, and i think about this. I wonder what their name is, i wonder where they come from, i wonder if they sit up late at night and think about their life. I wonder what they have been through i wonder what kind of people they know i wonder what their opinions and views of the world are. I compare them to me. I know my own life, i know my name, i know where i come from, i know what ive been through. Is it anything like what they know? Do they fight with their family and friends as much as they love them too? Do they have thoughts about someone they like, and feel sad and scared at the thought like me? Are they a thrill seeker? Have they been hurt? Maybe they share my fragile emotional state? Maybe they were also affected by that beautiful yet horrible thing called love? Do they have anger and trust issues like me? And most importantly. Do they think about people like me as im thinking about them? Do they shed a thought when they see a picture on the net?
I sit here, and im hearing my own family. Im hearing my sisters boyfriend talking to my mother in the kitchen. I hear my brother playing a game on a game console behind me. There is an empty tea mug next to me, and my wallet on the computer tower. There is only what i know. But out there right at this very instance, there are other people. There are sleeping people, there are waking people. There are people dying and people being born. There are children at school, and young adults at university. There are people laughing, there are people crying. Right now. And im sitting here writing about them. Right. Now.