Being in survival mode for the past eleven years, I have gotten lost in a singular view of myself and how to make life work for me. I lost a sense of being part of something bigger. In the past few days, I have been feeling a sense of community with those I cross path with. In some way or the other, wanted or unwanted, agreeable or not, we are all connected. The radius can range far, from micro communities of those living under the same roof - our families and roommates to those strangers you share the train ride with. How am I supporting this community? Is my presence being of support? Who are we, if not part of each other?
Though my cynical mind opens the door with caution, I feel a sense of mixed relief to know I am not the only one here.