a beautiful warm night in san francisco. if i was a good writer like le or joyrider i would write something here that would make you understand how good it feels to be in my room right now at 4am on this warm night.
do you ever think about how your words affect other people? even people you've never met?
reading an sg journal i discover that a conversation i had a year and a half ago in a cafe is, to some degree, affecting someone's life right now. someone i've never met. someone i wouldn't even know existed if it wasn't for sg.
how often do these things happen i wonder? affecting the lives of people who are separated from us by multiple degrees and never knowing?
do you ever think about how your words affect other people? even people you've never met?
reading an sg journal i discover that a conversation i had a year and a half ago in a cafe is, to some degree, affecting someone's life right now. someone i've never met. someone i wouldn't even know existed if it wasn't for sg.
how often do these things happen i wonder? affecting the lives of people who are separated from us by multiple degrees and never knowing?
jeremy:
every day. when you live in a big city, you can only expect that you affect somebody every day. kinda scary and yet kinda flattering at the same time.