I got here as fast as I could

Have you ever heard the phrase: “To the world you are someone, but, for someone you are the world”?

I’m sure you have, it’s a pretty common phrase, and people use it a lot. If you know me a little bit, you would know that I am really into quotes, I love them, and I spend time and effort looking for good ones, often… But the cheesy ones are not something I really enjoy, the common the quote, the less pretty it sounds.

But I thought about this particular phrase yesterday for some reason. Well that’s not entirely true; someone made me think about it.

Can it be possible?

Apart from family and closest friends, which we all know that care for us and love us for who we really are, can it be possible that someone that we are sure never thinks about us, actually loves us and thinks the world of us? Maybe it is.

And if it is? Should that make us feel happy? Or should we feel sad? Is knowing that someone out there thinks the world of us, and having no idea about this fact, something worth feeling happy about?

That’s something to think about isn’t it?

It is a nice surprise to know that someone you were almost sure never thought about you anymore, does, for all the wrong reasons maybe, but being in somebody’s thoughts is something nice knowing after all.

For a person that often feels alone having people around all the time, it’s very comforting; maybe there is some hope after all? Maybe the wait is not really a wait, but a knowledge trip. Maybe, it’s all about discovering the right things at the right time. Can it be not about waiting but about finding out?

I’m rambling again, aren’t I? Sorry!

So maybe the phrase “To the world you are someone, but, for someone you are the world” is true, maybe is not. I guess without knowing it, it becomes irrelevant.

I heard something in a TV show the other day: A woman was speeding down a highway, when a police officer pulled her over. When he finally stepped next to the driver’s window he said: -Young Lady I have been waiting for you all day- and to that she responded: - I’m sorry officer I got here as fast as I could- .

I know that I’m tired of waiting. And I might have to wait a little longer but, he's on his way.

And he is getting here as fast as he can...