I was talking to my boyfriend last week about people...he tried to explain to me the thoughts that go through his head. At the time, this is what I understood:
"I put myself in other peoples perspectives."
He thought it was fascinating..I didn't get it at all. But just recently I was lying in bed thinking about all the things he said, and now I see what he was talking about. He meant that he places himself in other peoples heads and tries to think the way they think, wonder what they wonder, remember experiences that he himself may not have ever even considered.
At least that's what I think he meant. Either way, I'm obsessed now. Every person I see I think about what might be happening in their life, their hardships and their blessings alike.
When Andrew was trying to make me understand, he said two things that really caught my attention. One was this; you see a person walking down the street and you forget about them as soon as they pass. What we seem to forget is that the man or woman walking past you is an individual person with very personal thoughts and experiences. At first I didn't see why that was interesting. I used to look at random people and recognize the fact that they're human beings with their own minds and lives...but I never really thought about it like that.
The second thing was when we were almost back to my house and we saw someone pull into a drive thru for alcohol and Andrew pointed them out. He asked questions like, "Why are they going in there? Why do they think they need it? What's going on in their life that makes them want to escape?" That's what interested me. In fact, it interests me to no end.
Maybe this will open someones eyes (though no one ever reads this..) like the thought opened mine.
That's all I have to say.
