one among many

ever get the feeling that you're not unique at all? that your life and relationships are constantly repeated in various forms? it comes in so many ways ... a conversation that you know you just had, or overheard ... a comment about someone that you can remember being made about you ... that familiar glance that was once directed at you being shot in a new direction. moments like that can make you feel oh-so insignificant in this big universe. you wonder how you became a spectator on your own life. it's been said that there are only a handful of stories to be told, and we just keep telling them, over and over, simply adding a new spin. so what if that's it? what if our lives are just the same old story with a new spin?