I. We. Us. Me.

I sit on the ice cold bleachers as my younger brothers practice soccer.
I watch as the soccer ball flies back and forth between each player.
I listen as I hear voices scream, "Pass it over here," and "I'm open!"
I stare at my phone battery as it freezes and shuts down.
I touch the home button repeatedly until realizing my phone is out of battery.

I sit.
I watch.
I listen.
I stare.
I touch.

I. I. I.

I sit alone in a park full of people.
I watch and come to terms with my smallness in this vast world.
I listen to the many voices of people whose names are unknown and whose stories I do not know.
I stare at the sky above me until I am blinded by the sun shining through its barrier of white marshmallow clouds.
I touch my hair to move it out of my face as it blows in the wind.

I. I. I.

I sit.
I watch.
I listen.
I stare.
I touch.

I. I. I.

I have come to learn that we can be a part of this world as "I's" submerged in our own small individual bubble of beliefs, ideas, and needs.

Or...

We can be an "I" that strives to pop our own small individual bubbles in order to become one giant bubble of respect, understanding, and community.

We. We. We.

The world is scary, big, and completely unpredictable and needs billions of "I's" willing to be part of something more, in order to realize the beauty hidden beneath its surface.

I sit.
I watch.
I listen.
I stare.
I touch.

I. I. I.

We sit.
We watch.
We listen.
We stare.
We touch.

The world is so much bigger than I. The world is so much bigger than we.
The world is so much bigger than us.
It took the sun shining over the park that afternoon, pushing through the doors of clouds and blue sky for me to realize that...

This world is so much bigger than me.