January 10th, 2018
Sonder.. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness..
Today I spent four hours in the Minneapolis & St. Paul area. It was low key blizzarding and everyone was bundled up and toughing out the chilly temps.
Children waiting for the buses, bundled up like it was a scene from A Christmas Story. Men and women hurrying from building to building while the snow and wind engulf everything and everyone.
And yet, in all these little houses, everyone is living their own lives. With their own happiness, their own joys and their own successes. With this comes all the bad stuff too. The failures, the heartbreaks and the sorrows, all still exist in this little piece of life someone is living.
In this very house, a house I picked at random during my drive, lives a life that is unknown to most, if not all of us. This house has its own family. This house has it’s own secrets, it’s own joys and it’s own sorrows. We don’t know what happens behind these walls, whether it is bursting with joys and positive vibes, or if these walls hold something darker, something menacing and hurtful.
I, will never know what is behind this front door. I couldn’t tell you what town I was in, what street I was on or even how to get to this house again. I drove until I found a house that spoke to me. Today I was delt a challenge to photograph a house, and I did it. It isn’t my favorite photo, I sure wouldn’t say it is my best. But I hope this mediocre photo of some random persons house gets you thinking about others. Taking into consideration the highs and lows others have going on in their lives, to truly appreciate what we have been given, and to offer empathy and kindness to every person, no matter who they are or who you think they are.
Be kind. Always be kind.