Missing people

Yesterday I got to spend all day with the two greatest roommates in the history of the world, Nick and Trevor. Most of the day was filled with digging holes and moving furniture for Trevor's parents, followed by some zombie butt-kickin' action, done mostly by a dog named Samantha, but sometimes by Will Smith in the winter blockbuster I AM LEGEND! ( I think Samantha should be the legend not Will Smith). It was the car rides and water breaks between all of of the business of the day that, without a doubt, has become one of the highlights of my tenure at 282 Roberts St. Spending all day outside the house with those boys (or shall I say men) really meant something to me, I felt invested, I felt honest, I felt healing. I can't really explain the feeling in words, but it's like the first time in math class that you really understood something, I mean you really got it.
Okay I know, I'm getting on with it. Heres the point, yesterday I saw things in Trevor and Nick that I couldn't have seen before, thing that can only be seen on day long missions back and forth across Lake Murray Dam. And, so it makes me wonder, what other sides of Trevor and Nick have I not seen? is there a "Backpacking Trip Trevor" and a "Road Trip Nick" that I have not seen, and if there is can I really say that I know these guys?
With all of that on my minds is started to picture the people I pass everyday. I quickly see, analyze, categorize, and move on, all in a matter of seconds. The question: is a dirty homeless man really just homeless, or does he have stories to tell? Is this really just my professor, or is something BIG happening in his life? Or is the teller at the grocery store really just the woman that hands me my change, or is she a catalyst for change in hundreds of peoples lives every day with simple words like "Hello, how's the day?" and "Hi, welcome to Wal-Mart." I guess my point is, are we missing people? If in one day I can uncover a few intracasies about the two guys I live my life with, how much more is out there for us to dig up, yet were just letting it run through our fingers?