Why don't we talk? We all sit, piled up next to each other, shoehorned in on a rickety train, we're all going the same direction. We've all got stories to tell, jobs that have been had, good days and bad days, we look around at interest and inquisitiveness trying to suss one from the other, but eye contact doesn't last much more than a glance. Earphones are in, the papers are read, the laptops are being typed. I can't help but think about how different the atmosphere would be if we were all talking, asking questions and listening.
My mind wonders.
But it's the way our society is and we all conform to it.
And I run away, away from my troubles in my mind and hope they won't catch up with me...I'm sure they will.
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