I walked this path so many times already, but this day, it felt different. Probably because I was subconsciously worried about people I had to find somewhere in the unknown. They could be dead. All of them.
These thoughts made me realize how little we knew about this whole world. We behaved like we owned the place, but we had no idea what was a day of travel further for the most part. The worst part was, nobody really cared.
As long as they had food and a roof over their heads, they seemed content. If you threw a person to blame for any negative events into the equation, they would be even happier. As long as they didn't have to face their own problems, and fight to get better, they were good with the lives they had.
