Be silent in a group of people for a long time and see what each of them projects onto you, how they see you even though you gave them nothing.
You can understand a lot by silence, how universe reflects and deflects itself onto you.
Who you are and who you become depending on who sees you.
As you become an adult, you realize that things around you weren't just always there; people made them happen. But only recently have I started to internalize how much tenacity everything requires. That hotel, that park, that railway. The world is a museum of passion projects.