where are you going? who are you with?
who do you call? for how long?
why do you walk like that, talk like that..
read like that, write like that..
converse with them, why do I?
how did I find you, and you me
beehive, anthill, sky
city, town, school..
who are you,
where did you come from?
Speaking of the general public, eye contact references the feeling of minuscule in the world, around your peers and friends and subordinates and superiors. the wonder of complication in other people's lives and pity or fascination by it. the love for the world and the range of feelings and activities in it. the library and the number of strangers I see every day here. it's fun to watch them and see where they go, how they pass me. I am in their lives for only a few minutes and yet, I still think about them for way longer than they probably think bout me.