I see another human. I’m not terribly ‘deep’ so I don’t (try not to anyway) project my feelings about what they are feeling onto the individual. And I’m rather ashamed, but if I were an airplane, that guy would probably make me a little uncomfortable. Isn’t that sad? I’m sure he’s just trying to get through another day, just like I am. I wonder if people more like him look at those like me and think the same uncomfortable thoughts or if they too just think we’re trying to get through another day…
Why lie? I wouldn’t EVER say anything about it, but I bet they know. The last time I flew, some Arab people (the long white head gear with the bandana/ribbon thing around it, got on. More than one person was squirming. I find that a sad commentary on how life in America is today. 🙁
I see a man who looks tired, perhaps after a hard day at work or just because it’s hot where he is. I could possibly write a short story about this man.
So timely and beautiful. I see a man in pain.
The first thing I saw as his beard, the second thing I saw was his eyes. Overall, he’s a man. Just a man.
I see a man with sadness in his eyes.
Because you have a heart, a brain, and common sense. 🙂
I see another human. I’m not terribly ‘deep’ so I don’t (try not to anyway) project my feelings about what they are feeling onto the individual. And I’m rather ashamed, but if I were an airplane, that guy would probably make me a little uncomfortable. Isn’t that sad? I’m sure he’s just trying to get through another day, just like I am. I wonder if people more like him look at those like me and think the same uncomfortable thoughts or if they too just think we’re trying to get through another day…
You were the only one who was honest about feeling discomfort as well.
Why lie? I wouldn’t EVER say anything about it, but I bet they know. The last time I flew, some Arab people (the long white head gear with the bandana/ribbon thing around it, got on. More than one person was squirming. I find that a sad commentary on how life in America is today. 🙁
It’s a very sad state of affairs.
I see a man who looks tired, perhaps after a hard day at work or just because it’s hot where he is. I could possibly write a short story about this man.
I see someone facing something difficult, who feels defeated.