Sometimes people cross my mind. People I knew as a small child. People I was friends with. Acquaintances. People that I didn't even know, but maybe admired from afar. All kinds of people parade through my mind.
The thought occurred to me, if I think about other people, then quite likely, they also sometimes think about me.
What if there is someone I don't even know who thinks about me sometimes? I wonder whose mind I cross?