a thousand-thousand text messages

I think if I haven't already, I'm coming up on having met a thousand people. I can't remember all their names or faces, but looking at the numbers of students in the schools I've gone to, the friends lists on instant messengers and web forums, and what have you, I think I've met at least a thousand people.

A thousand different lives and close to a hundred thousand problems (assuming, of course, ninety-nine) with a thousand faces and two thousand hands and eight thousand fingers (and two thousand thumbs), or at least a close estimate. At least one of those thousand was born without thumbs. One thousand dreamers, one thousand dancers, one thousand artists and one thousand assholes with one thousand smirks and one thousand broken hearts.

One thousand heartbeat rhythms (and only one really matters).
One thousand faces smiling in the dark (and only one really matters).
One thousand see-yas, good-byes, and other expressions of farewell.
One thousand.