Revolutions of Sonder

I know I am not the center of the universe.

That this

is not my universe.

Earth is just a planet in the solar system

made up of other planets,

Maybe even… other life.

Interactions with others

give me brief glimpses into their lives.

How they act around strangers,

a fleeting idea of who they are as a person

and how they present themselves to others.

Although what they show on the surface

is not all who they are.

Their profile is made up of memories

moments, places, and people

who have shaped them into this person.

When they get off work,

they will go home, whether house or apartment.

To their child and pets, whether that be one or more.

Kiss their loved one or not,

and they will not give me another thought

because I am not the center of their universe.

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