It's just struck me how odd it is to be engaged in a common goal with a group of strangers. We're all in the same place, doing the same thing, for ostensibly the same reasons. By and large, though, we don't know each other. As strangers we are glimpsing the life-snippets of other strangers. There are names, or at least labels, by which we can discern one stranger from another; but that is a surface label. All this surface, and all this intimacy, yet we're still unknown to each other, and likely to remain so. Tell me who you are.