Heads up! It's not a typical Chrush Imagin. But I thought of something. Meeting a stranger. Meeting might be the wrong word. You sit in a Cafe, waiting for a good Friend of yours. F/N texted you already that his/her train is delayed. You don't mind. You look at the strangers walking by. You think of what jobs they work in. What they are doing. Who they are talking to on the phone. It's a funny way to pass the time. One person Catches your Eye. He/She is the most handsome person you saw so far. They chosen Clothe are very different from what you would wear but they give off so much Confidence, you are going through your closet in your head, thinking how you could recreate this look. You picture yourself being friends whit that person. How nice their apartment is. How fun they are. Your Friend shows up and you spend a wonderful day. Having fun, forgetting about that stranger. In a way. Until the next time, you stand in front of your closet and recreating that look. See this really inspiring person again. Or do you? Sometimes I wish I would talk more to the strangers that inspire me in that way or another. Sometimes I do and I find out that they are normal Pepel. Having insecurities like me and you. Breathing the same air. I can be a stranger that inspires others. I am a stranger that inspires others. You can and you are, too.
