The complexity of the life

You are alive, I'm alive, he is alive, they are alive, we are alive.
Maybe this you already know this, but enough?.

You see all this people, all this people are alive. All this people have a name. All this people have brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, jobs, hobbies, duties, problems, likes, and the most important, his history. All of them have his history. And you too.
Perhaps we never got to see us. But this not impede they still alive, someone in somewhere somehow.
They have his history, and his history runs without you, and your history without him.

This makes me think. The life is the most important of all lifes. And the life is very common.
This makes me feel strange, This makes me feel small. This makes me feel that we are all small.