Lives, interrupted

hospitalAre these passing strangers, in the lobby of a children’s hospital, experiencing lives, interrupted? Or, rather, is this perhaps what life really is, a series of moments we don’t plan, crossing paths with people we don’t know, doing things we didn’t intend to do?

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