A human condition

Every time I pass the convenient store where I made that fateful purchase, I think to myself "I shared ten cent chocolate with her," and shake my head. It has become a kind of a ritualized reminder to myself. I've always had the habit of driving or walking past a location to see if I can make sense of everything I've experienced there, but I invariably come to the understanding that anything I missed was just as pointless as everything I'd not missed. Or, put another way, the thing that was missing can not be found in a place where it never existed. I think constantly about the term 'human condition.' At first, this term typically made me feel quite pleasantly uncomfortable. It made me feel uncomfortable to think that humanity itself could be a 'condition,' or more negatively, a disease. This idea while uncomfortable for obvious reasons was also pleasant to me because it gave the impression that I wasn't in a situation in which I was a mistake or that there was anything wrong with me specifically or fundamentally, but that there is no normal person or people and everyone in this world is damaged to some extent or another.

After thinking about this idea further, it became clear that the human condition is not a strict focus upon the flaws of humanity but a perspective look at the multitude of situations in which all the various people in this world find themselves and how they deal with those situations. Everyone has a history and that history has an infinite number of different commentaries should we allow others to comment upon our lives.