"I cant get over how I and everyone around me, while in a crowd, ignore each other. I get the urge to talk to the people standing around me. No particular reason, just to prove to me that they exist. There are too many of them and only one of me.
We can't all be thinking at the same time. We cant all hope for the future and regret things in the past. I need to touch you to feel that you’re real, your words don’t convince me. Even then I might still doubt.
It seems that each of us are the center of our universe. Yet when you step away and look down on us, we all seem to be flowing together."