"It's the presence of myself amidst others; not being able to escape;and the mundane, crushing quality of life...the meaninglessness and despair I feel at these times is fed by people's inane conversation, and the sounds of kids' gameboys, and the suitcases full of crap...it just makes everything seem so excessive. Possibly the reason these outside things get to me is that I realize that I too am a part of it all. I am not heroically above pettiness and mindless consumption; concerned with things of great magnitude. I too am absorbed by and embedded in a bunch of meaningless shit."Tiny Unicorn
