July 29, 2003
Now when people refer to a "Small World" usually they are referring to their own city. You bump into people that you haven't seen before.... You meet people who are friends of friends.. You start to date someone who went out with so and so... Small World. I'm finding that this world of mine is getting too small. The more and more I search, the smaller things seem to get. I run away, and all I do is get closer.
If it's such a small world, then why don't we just get out. The world is Huge. Millions of acres and we happen to bump into one person in this little city of ours and it's a small world. I wonder how it would be if I moved to Brazil. How small would the world be then. How insignificant would I realize my one single being there would be. Maybe that's why we don't just get up and go? It's a Small World Syndrome. We hate it and love it at the same time. We want to have our individuality and privacy, yet we want to know the world. We like our friend but yet we want to forget it all and start over. Have the mystery of starting from scratch, but have the comfort of security of the people we know. What is the courage needed to get up and go. Get up change where we are at. Change this Small World of ours into the real world. The real cultures of this planet. The place where every face will be a new experience but still have an impact, not just a passing. I wonder what it takes. I wonder how easy it is to just get up and go......
Small World after all.....Not much to it...