Do you ever wonder how much you exist in other people’s lives? I’m always curious if people think of me when a certain song comes on, or when they pass through a certain town. I wonder how many stories I’ve been a part of that I may have forgotten. I wonder if I still I exist in the minds of people that I don’t speak to anymore. I wonder which part about me they remember, the good or the bad. I wonder if they wonder if i ever think about them. I wonder how many times a day I pass through someone’s head.