u/Competitive-Gap1982

Today I sat on a bench gazing over the busy road and the everyday modern rush. Everyone is in a hurry, everyone is busy yet life feels slow towards the perception of a spectator like me.

There are too many people with too many problems and untold stories of their own. Tomorrow I may take over the busy road, busy with my own problems trying to catch up hurriedly and a stranger glancing at me while life feels slow around them.