Memories are made day by day, we internalize and digest are day by day doings, conversations that make us feel good and bad depending. If I'm to understand human development at all, it's that when we are small our brains are taking in each and every moment we spend with people and things and how they make us feel. As we grow old we house these experiences one by one in places neuroscientists have not yet found. Yet, we know they exist in many places in our bodies. We feel love in our chest, we feel stress in our backs and panic in our heads. It's a fact we live our lives in our own way but, we are vulnerable to people and things that exist by choice or by circumstance.
How is it that we survive?, this is a testament to internal strength and our own need to live a life that is our own. A life worth living is one of meaning and some say meaning comes from doing for others. Let's say this is correct and we think of or are one who is born into poverty and surrounded by idiots. At mercey to find some type of meaning in doing for others while no one has ever done a thing for us first. How can this be a possibility? People need people, so some say yes, this is very true in a modern world. Who are people to people? Strangers at the store who know each others by name? Family members by blood are people to people? When teachers forget their students name, are they really people to people. Left alone people, people by choice or who disown blood family, people who choose to shop without conversation anonymously. Who walk in their own minds, who choose or by fate are alone. The consummate socializer, surrounded by family, friends and people, lots of people. Finding comfort and worth amongst people.
No matter the person amongst people or alone in a sea of people, the person is in their own head. Thinking and thinking of what has happened and what they hope will happen next. Wallowing in regret or hurt, puffing up from success, insecure of who they are, or pride in who they have become. We all live in our own heads.
Righting past wrongs, working toward success, giving up on loss and pressing on I find these things amongst the most important ways to live life with others and alone.
-Dena Austin Miller