It always amazes me how much you can learn from people watching.
Sitting in a public place, just listening, people tend to forget you
exist. You hear their personal drama, woes, and misfortunes broadcast
through one ended phone conversations and blasted through carrying
voices. Things are said in the company of strangers that most wouldn't
share with anyone but their closest friends. I realize that the
"polite" thing to do is to tune them out, but you can't really be
faulted for the things that you overhear. It isn't as if I'm hiding in
the bushes or sneaking around the corner. Sitting in plain site or just
walking down the street you can overhear things about strangers that
you wouldn't care to know about family.
I've heard stories of secret love and romance, squishy words shared
between a couple that is nauseatingly sweet. I've listened as a woman
shared her most recent bout of VERY "personal" problems with someone
unknown on the phone. I've heard admissions of secrets and woeful
stories of regret. I've caught whispered words shared within earshot of
dozens of strangers. I think part of it is as society we've become so
self-involved that we don't always notice the people around us. It's a
world where it isn't uncommon to know the names of your neighbors, so
why would a random stranger on the street be of any concern? I admit
that part of this project is counter-active to that self-indulgent side
of society...being totally selfish in it's format. On the other side
though, I'm sharing myself and my story with the world. Maybe that
balances things out? Who knows.
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