A note that I found today on a little paper plane:

I used to feel so alone in the city.

All those gazillions of people and then me, on the outside. Because how do you meet a new person? I was very stumped by this for many years.

And then I realized, you just say “Hi.” They may ignore you. Or you may marry them.

And that possibility is worth that one word.

– Augusten Burroughs, Running With Scissors