The Passengers

The Passengers

The Passengers

One of the strange things about living in a big city is the ability we have developed to carve out a bit of space in a crowd and to totally ignore those within touching distance.It’s partly for self preservation because it would be impossible to give attention to the masses of people surrounding us. But, it has a darker side. We become isolated from each other. I have encountered many people that seem to look right through me as if I wasn’t there or as if I were a mirage. This cocoon we create for ourselves then grows, grows such that we ignore most everyone. I find it sad that in this sea of humans we seem to have lost some of our humanity.

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