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The in-group and Mr. Nobody.

I was Skyping with a friend from back home earlier today. He and I had a bromantic moment where we expressed how much we missed each other. It got me thinking about the bonds I’ve established through the years, and which ones I’d like to keep for a long time. That is, who I consider to be my own. My in-group.

Presumably with most people, I don’t need many close friends. The select few provide all that I need: company, physical/emotional support, psychological comfort, motivation to better myself, give me insights, and teach me things.

Strangely enough, the in-group doesn’t comprise of people whom I’ve known for years upon years; many people come and go, and the valuable ones are those I fight to keep. I’ve met many in complete random environments and situations as well. To name a few: at the gym after my friends hit on her, through a friend’s younger brother and his own friends, a former next door neighbor, college professors through office hours, and the captain of the Mexico trip.

It makes me wonder about the quote, “I wonder how many people I’ve looked at all my life and never seen.” Any person, it seems, could be a potential candidate for a person’s in-group. If not for me, they inevitably bear some sort of significance to someone else. With that in mind, imagine the amount of people you encounter throughout your life who you’ll never know. Who you might have formed an invaluable friendship with. Who may have been a love interest. Who may have changed your life.

Therefore, everyone is a somebody. Everyone is a nobody. Those who have touched my life are complete strangers to someone else. Those who provide no weight to my life mean an absolute amount to another. This is the part where I market one of the greatest movie ever made: Mr. Nobody. We’re all Mr. Nobody here, living our lives as we see fit.

As with everyone… “His life was like that. It was a mosaic of fragments. Details and contexts would fade and be inaccurately recalled, but the feelings and the experiences would weave over time into a tapestry equally full of good times and bad.”


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