Invisible men

John was walking on the streets in a day like any other.
It was the way he went through every day to get to work.
Although every day he takes the same route, that day he was more thoughtful and observant.

John observed the homeless and thought - "It is as if they were invisible. Many people go through this street every day and no one even notice them. Including me..."

He began to think so -'' How they got there? How they see life? Do They have some motivation? "

John could have stop to ask them those questions that day, but he keept only imagining the reasons.
After a few days he could no longer see the "invisible men".
The magic was over.

Love

- Do you know what make me love you soo much? - he told her with a thoughtful look in his face.

- What? - She asked curious.

- You look soo much like me. You are almost my clone of the opposite sex - He said with a soft smile.

- Maybe you really love yourself, that's why you love me soo much. - She added with a soft sideways smile.

-Is that good or bad? - He asked

Then she said
-Just like you, I also don't know the aswer.

Author's note:

This was my first post in this proposal of the ''Aleatory Story".

The truth is that I just wrote the first thing that came up in my mind. Something really random.

I imagined a situation starting with ''Do you know what make me love you soo much?" and I continued the dialogue until I think that it is good enough to finish the tale.

I thought that the part of "Just like you, I also don't know the aswer." was a good end, even that it would become a short story.
It made me even question myself. "Why does
Me fez até me questionar a mim mesmo. "Why this random story came into my mind? Where did it come from?".

Maybe writing
Perhaps writing is a way of self-knowledge.