Thousands of faces pass you by --

but you fail to consider: who are they? Where are they going? What are they going to do with the rest of the day? Who are they friends with at work? Why do they speak the way they do? Why do they walk that way? What's occupying their thoughts right now? How do they feel at this very instant and are they hiding it or is it as evident as their sterling silver watch that flashes in the cast sunlight? Is that a tailored shirt they're wearing, or is it from a thrift store? What do they do that caused their shoes to be worn as they are...