Its funny how sometimes, you meet someone and hardly even notice them. You know nothing about them but you try to keep an interest in they’re lives. Even if it means nothing. Information is power, knowledge is power.
Sometimes, you keep track of people just for the sake of it, for the fun in it. It’s like collecting little bits of their lives for your own piece of collective imagination. Most of the time, everything you take a look at is ordinary, simple. Common to the untrained eye. Once in a while you get in to a small bit of information and all the little details that one day meant nothing, more than being a funny coincidence, matter.
It stops being a random situation and begins to make sense.