Hi. You might know me. I might know you. I may talk to you every day, laughing and listening. I might sit next to you in class, or behind you at work. I might be your son or daughter, your father or mother, your lover, your best friend, or your worst enemy. I may hate you, or I may love you.
Maybe someday I'll know who you are and that you've been here. Maybe I'll pass you on the street or in the hall and smile. Maybe you'll then stop and realize that this "Jordan" was me all along.