There was a guy today standing behind me in Starbucks (the very first starbucks, mind you) and said, "sprichst du Deutsch". I guess I just have the look of a German (hope its not the stuffy german look heha)? It was sweet, because you know he just wanted to start conversation, needed someone to talk to, needed a friend. You hurt for them because you know that is who he goes to for comfort, 'strangers.' Even if most don't go to unfamiliar faces for comfort, we all feel at one point of time like are closest 'bud' is the stranger.
(Kind of depressing, but if I write and reread it makes me feel better to write down my thoughts and many maybe can relate)