HIMYM Series 27: Stories Cooked Into Our Eggs (S02:E05)


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Episode 27 of “How I Met Your Mother” is about Lily spending a few days living with Barney because her current living situation is less than desirable, and during this time she uses the opportunity to get to Barney’s softer side, which makes Barney open up to her and almost become more human. Meanwhile, Marshall is doing “couple” things with Brad and it quickly becomes awkward when Brad invites him to a wedding in Vermont.

Though it is more or less filler, this episode brings up a good point. One that I like to hammer in frequently. People need to be around each other. For one reason or another. For instance, Lily needed Barney because she needed a place to live. Barney needed Lily to get to that part of him that he keeps so quiet, trying to mask with his suits and his sex and his attitude. Marshall needed to be there for Brad to help him get over his ex-girlfriend Kara and Brad helped Marshall get in touch with the side of him that was comfortable being out of a relationship.

It’s not extremely relevant to the plot of the show, but it’s a nice reminder that ever person we meet is in our lives for a reason. Each person you come into contact with in this life will have some kind of impact on you if they stick around. I don’t mean the people you pass on the street or who you speak to at a restaurant and never see again. I mean the people who are in your life. Your classmates or associates that you know by name and talk to frequently. Your best friends. Your family. So on and so forth.

Every person you meet is a radiating galaxy of gravity. The fact that we all ended up here is so incredible in and of itself that it’s nearly impossible for us to explain. None of us have yet, and I don’t think anyone ever will. So we make reasons up for ourselves. It’s important to me to be there for others. It’s important to understand other people’s journeys as I am going through, trying to understand my own.

That’s what this episode puts into my head.

You and I walk completely different lives, yet we are here on the same plane and living within a proximity to each other that allows us to speak regularly, or read this blog post. It floors me when I think about this world. I think that it would be a crime if we were to ignore this giant mess of places and people that we exist within. I think it would be a crime to forget for one second that we exist because of nothing short of a miracle. That being said, sometimes I do forget. There have been a number of times where I’ve been caught up in my own problems and my own life and have forgotten that there are others around me who are going through situations that might be worse than mine. It’s a problem I’ve had to deal with often, as of late.

It’s easy when you’re out at brunch by yourself to look around and see all these couples and all these other people who have complicated lives and stories to tell that would last ages to listen to. Sometimes I look at the world and assume that other people aren’t full of emotions and tales. I’ll be the first to admit it. I have committed that crime on multiple occasions.

It’s something I should leave within my mind, that I should always remember, when I’m breaking down some Eggs Benny and drinking a Mimosa that every person I see is amazing and talented and full of stories and small things that they have explored and there is no reason on this earth why I should let that slip from my memory.

We are all important. So important in fact, that we can even exist at all.

I have stories to tell, sure, but so do you. Stories I’ve never heard before and I don’t like that.

I want to hear all of your stories. I bet they’d be ridonc.

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