When we pass by another person without telling them we love them it’s cruel and wrong and we all know this. — Dave Eggers

What did we want? We want the world smaller and bigger and just the same but advancing. We don’t know what we want.

I was a looker someone who looked over at every car at every traffic light, hoping something would happen, and almost never finding anyone looking back- always everyone looking forward, and every time I felt stupid. Why should people look over at you? Why would they care?