Where to start?/All together now

Wow. I haven't posted since...September! I don't even know where to start. Lots of things have happened, of course, in the last 6 or 7 months. But it's a lot to say. And I forget stuff, lol.

Plus, I'm wondering right now what I can write, how much and in what way so that I don't upset other people in my life. I'm not so sure some of them would want details posted for all the world to see. At the same time, I want to write, about my life, what's going on, my thoughts and feelings. And I just want to write, period.

But how do I do that without effecting others? I can't possibly, as our lives are so intricately interwoven. With family, with friends, with people we see every day but don't know. Virtual strangers. Like this guy I drove behind on my way to work every day. No, not stalking him, I swear. Just every day, I'd end up behind this guy at some point on this certain road. Don't ask me the make of his car. I don't really care all that much about cars, so I can't tell you. But I recognized it. And him sitting behind the wheel. The back of his head, neck and shoulders, lol. I never saw his face. And he'd turn onto the same next street that I took. And I'd follow him for a little ways, and then he'd turn off, I imagined to go to his place of work. And I'd continue on. And one day he wasn't there. Which, maybe I was running early, or late (most likely late, smile). But he wasn't there the day after that or the day after that. And I wonder what happened to him. My commuting buddy whom I never met, whose name I don't know, whose face I never saw. I could be standing beside him, waiting for a table at a restaurant, and I wouldn't know it. But I wonder what happened to him all the same. And I hope that all is well.

Because we're all here together. Maybe I live in the same house as you, or the same city. Maybe I follow you for a few miles on our way to our jobs. Maybe you're the woman who smiles at me for no particular reason as we pass each other at the gas station. Or maybe I'll never meet you or see you in person. But we're still connected, somehow, all together now.