I took a different route to work today and saw a few more exciting sights than usual. Peeled paint leaving patches on shop fronts, filthy five-foot ways, scantily dressed woman luring lone men walking by, un-lit signboards that sing of another world at night - "Her Majesty Karaoke & Pub". It is a life I guess I will never completely understand but yet, it sensitized and softened me. And I think about the people I travel with to work every morning, spacing out or deep in thought about their own rat race, it seems whether we traveled on this road or the usual one, we get to the same end. But who are we at the end? How do we allow ourselves to be changed? Have they also seen this side of the world or can one be too sensitized that we're again cold towards such?
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