places & faces

I wanna say a few things about places and faces. We definitely are very small in the face of god and every atrocity out there, but as we go out there we make our mark on everything we touch and everyone we talk to... It's not always that way...Maybe sometimes we imagine it. Maybe sometimes we just give ourselves to much importance.There's nothing wrong in this because so many times we need for ourselves to be important, we need for ourselves to be needed, we need for ourselves to be cared for.
When actually this happens, i happen to remember the place, and afterwards attach a face to that place, well other than mine because i'm not that narcissist. So as time passes away that bench in the park or that bar or that club remains in memory with the face you once attached. There's no importance how the experience at that time was. Funny things happen when i see or go there another time ... that memory is still pursuing me, makes me still wonder about the face.
To the faces that bring this reaction in me - thank you.
To the faces that feel the same way - really good - we're only human.
To the faces that just passed through - sorry! Maybe some other time.