A stranger

Dear Stranger.

When I was little, I've been taught that never talk to strangers. But you know what, everyone starts off as a stranger to everyone. But once you start talking to them, you get to know them and you can call them as friends.

Talking to strangers are fun. It makes you feel wild, going against to what you've been taught. But hey, rules can do sometimes apply to some situation. "Stranger Danger". Everyday I walk past a stranger, and like a friendly human being. I smile. They smile back too. I continue on walking smiling because the stranger smiled back. lol

First impression I see from a complete stranger is their smile. If they smile, I might like them. They seem friendly from my point of view. If they don't smile, they're probably just a moody hormonal stranger. But hey, first impressions can change.

I'm not really sure what to say on this. Because I don't really know a stranger. If I know a stranger, well that sorta makes them a friend of mine? Not a stranger? yea?

Ohwell. next time.

Mucho Love. Jomarie XOXO