Riding the jittery edge of a coffee glow...bombarded on all sides, all senses. Gastropubs and selfies. Posts and tweets. Hashtags and blogs.
Promos and apps.
Mornings are increasingly like a mine field of people and things begging to be seen.
i often feel shell-shocked. Hugged to my knees by the next big thing. Constantly surrounded by personalities, but longing for the company of real people.
how can you feel alone when society is marching in to your head and your heart, but by bit?
But I feel alone.