A Small World

Every day, we meet people. Be it in the neighbourhood, market, mall, school, work, or on our way to our destination. Just like my previous entry "Soulmates", they might be our soulmates (if you're not married yet); our one and only, our love.

What if they're also related to us? The people who sell vegetables in the market might be our distant cousins. The security guard at the mall beside our workplace might be our uncle. Our boss might be our nephew. We will never know.

There is a really tiny, puny chance that we're all related. We somehow share the same blood. Just look at your own family chart. You and I might be somehow relatives.

It's a small world.

Observation

The older people get, the more childish they become

Well, maybe not 'childish'. And certainly not 'immature' either. More like 'childlike'. They act like a kid, as if they're getting younger

Examples are my parents

I'm not complaining at all, because they're kind of more loveable now. Although, it does get annoying sometimes