There's something magical about confiding your secrets and innermost thoughts to strangers and friends versus the structures of family. Sometimes it's also better for your soul. People who care about you, who are permanent fixtures in your life may willfully misunderstand something, or try to tell you what to do (because they care, etc etc), because they're looking out for you, they know you. But strangers are people you'll never see again if you're lucky and talking to them means nothing except a listening ear. They will not confide in you, nor tell you their deepest darkest secrets in return, they will not caution or advise you because they have no stake in your life, emotional or otherwise. They will see you for what you are in that moment: a human being in a multitude of others, maybe with an interesting story to tell and an interesting way to tell it, but that's all. It's if you see them again that everything changes, when they have a stake in your life, when what you say or do or they say or do will have an impact in each other's lives.
Before, in other words, strangers become friends.
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