Sometimes I wonder how much I exist in other peoples lives. Does anyone think of me when a certain song comes on, or they pass through a certain town?
I wonder how many stories I've been a part of that I may have forgotten. I wonder if, just like I sometimes find myself thinking of people I don't speak to anymore, they also randomly find themselves thinking of me.
I wonder how many pictures I've been a part of. How many photoalbums I'm in, owned by people I will never get to know. Just a stranger in the background when you took that selfie, or a photo of your kid on his first holiday.
I wonder how many times I have passed someone on the street and ended up being on their mind for the rest of the day. I wonder how many people have wanted to talk to me, but didn't.
I wonder how many people have my pictures saved on their phone or computer, and for what purpose.
I wonder how many dreams or nightmares I've been a part of.
And I wonder what I would be remembered for, should I die tomorrow..