Beautiful Strangers

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As an up and coming Gen Z with dark humor but plenty of optimism, I have carried my observations into a journal. One that the few I've revealed it to have taken great pleasure in browsing over some small observations that i've made large emotional embarkments. I guess sense this is my first official publish I should probably inform you what this even is.

I am probably one of the luckiest people on the planet. But so are you. What exactly is luck and how do we measure it? Is it measured materialistically or emotionally? Does luck come in the form of money or love or neither or both? Is luck really just everything that happened by accident in a positive way or is there no such thing as accidents because God has a set out plan for us? All good things that may just be "luck" took plenty of people to construct this fate in your favor. You know that free drink you got from a coffee shop? Someone made the beautiful mistake of messing up an order so you could save $5 or perhaps the person in front of you in line paid for it. What about that front parking space you some how managed to land? The person driving the car that was parked there previously had to leave in just the right moment of time so you could have it. The random dollar you found on the ground that somehow increased the joy in your day way more than one stupid dollar would have made if it was already in your pocket? Someone had to lose it for it to be on the floor for you to pick up. Even your soulmate or best friend who you just got so "lucky" to find? Generations of people had to start families and move locations so this person could exist and connect with you in a way that no one else ever has.

When you look at it through this lens, that your "luck" is actually created as a butterfly effect from other people then it results to this; Whether you know them or not, it is likely that someone is working in your favor right now. The gears are moving in such an intricate way. They are also moving for about 8 billion other people.

When I adapted the philosophy that every person I cross paths with (or at least almost every person) is moving a gear that is contributing to a positive impact, I started to love people more. I became more fascinated with people and how we are all emotional nomads in a way just trying to achieve whats on our mental checklists, this usually includes just being happy. I had a hunger for understanding every gear and why they were moving. People's individuality that was far from what I would chose to integrate into my personal life became so appealing rather than concerning. I loved it. I lived for it. 

I constantly see gears moving in my favor. Whether it is a person holding the door for me with a smile as I walk out of class just to be kind or the young lawyer I sat next to on the plane who was ecstatic to inform me that she just got engaged and later gave me philosophy book suggestions (that later changed my life) after observing I was reading The Myth of Sisyphus. These people that we are so "lucky" to encounter. These gears turning in our favor. 

They are Beautiful Strangers.