| | As I was walking to work this morning, I passed a kid standing at the bus stop. He had his tongue out and was making a farting noise with his mouth, staring off at nothing. His mom stood across from him, berating him. He payed attention to anything except for her. "Keep on doing that, you little shit," she said. "I'll withhold your birthday all day if that's how you're going to act. You won't get anything. I have the right to do that, you know?" The other mother and six kids standing with them stared awkwardly at the trees.
The scene jolted me out of my routine. In the familiarity of the ins and outs of my day, it's helpful to remember that mine is not the summation of the human experience. A world exists outside of my own world, and for some this world is vastly different from mine.
I'm at a loss at times like these.
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