It's like running a marathon. You start the journey with unwavering willpower, confidence and the fullest energy. And then when you're stuck somewhere in the middle, in this long, tiring, endless journey, you start to lose sight of your destination. But when you start to see that finishing line, a sudden burst of energy from nowhere just take you over; you just want to spring your legs and dart across that final stretch. The best part? You get to see who's truly there cheering you on at the finishing line. Sweet.
Oh who am I kidding? I wrote a post previously on the importance of mobility. But going further than that, it is the social encounters that make up the foundation of human experience living under this same canopy we call earth and sharing this home alongside others. To the first moment babies acquaint themselves with the world, having the first touch, hearing the sounds of a laughter, whimper, sigh, silent smile, and modelling on the external world to distinguish safety from danger, right from wrong, norms from exceptions. It is the everyday social experiences of walking out on the streets and seeing people doing their own thing - the mother reprimanding the child, the young man awkwardly fishing his pockets at the entrance of the bus, a fragile old woman taking her time to walk up the stairs, the sound of aggressive haggling at the market. And then there are those two close friends insisting they each want to pay the bill for the other, a group of boisterous teenagers disrupting your ...
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