He’s thinking about the inner workings of his life, his mind really. Strange how when interacting with others, even those close to him, he stays mum on most things and simply finds interest in the stories of others, yet rarely offering up much in return.
He supposes that it is just his nature. Often he actually notices that when he meets some people, they have plenty to say about themselves, and never really ask any questions in return anyway, unless particularly enlightened. Although that is fine with his nature, it does make him wonder how oblivious they appear to the world “without them.”
Revealing personal information to a good friend can be freeing, because they know you and you are confident in their reaction. Do the same with an acquaintance and you are open for judgment. But does that really allow yourself to be real and truthful as you pass through this life?
Travel does provide an answer to this dilemma. One of the absolute joys of travel alone is the way we open ourselves up to the world. We find this easier as a result of the short duration of each encounter. None the less, it can be very helpful in reflecting back to us our true selves, that which our close friends know but choose not to express out of respect, or perhaps preservation of the relationship.
Next time you are on a train or bus, try tweaking your story ever so slightly in the direction of the truth with your temporary seatmate. Not because you normally lie, but rather because normally you are so reluctant to speak freely and truthfully. When you do this, be prepared for the response. Listen graciously and thank them for their forthrightness. You are a better human now as a result of your courage.
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