I went out for a walk and ended up having a really amazing hour and a half long conversation with a complete stranger that I met on the road. I couldn't see very well what she looked like because it was too dark but that didn't matter because it made her identity less tangible in my head. It was no longer about trying to figure out why this specific person came out of nowhere to chat for no reason and instead became a dream-like interaction with some being who is traveling a winding, twisted path through existence just like anyone. A voice in the dark who laughs and has stories and emotions and a deep longing for a better world. Funny how when you just listen to those voices, strangers stop being strangers.

I've been having a lot of experiences like this lately, and it doesn't feel normal to me the way my life usually does. They've prompted me to really expose my life and question the way I related to the world before now.