Physical Contact

The bus that picked us up this morning was a single, instead of the double that usually comes. Since even the double is usually crowded, that means that we were packed in like sardines and I was acutely aware of the people around me. The bus ride was extra long due to construction, so I had quite a bit of time to think on the way to class.

I realized there, standing shoulder to shoulder with the anonymous individuals on the bus, that the only direct physical contact I receive is through brushing up against people on accident in a crowded bus. The lurching of the bus controls my movements and therefore controls how much contact I have every day. It's strange to have a bus control such a powerful thing in one's life as physical contact with other people.

It's no wonder I seldom feel human.