There Are People

 

There are people.
There are people waiting for a bus.
There are people mired in self doubt.
There are people waving to their loved ones.
There are people giving advice.
There are people learning to cope with inadequacies.
There are people taking the train to Copenhagen.
There are people learning to ride a bicycle.
There are people who work two jobs and have two mortgages.
There are people adjusting to the emotional reaction of sexual activity.
There are people who take communication for granted.
There are people who have faith.
There are people who are making mistakes.
There are people who blame the government.
There are people who need more love.
There are people who are flying a kite.
There are people who forget which fork to use in the place setting.
There are people who use Verdana bold.
There are people who drink American beer.
There are people who waste time on things that don’t exist and spend none on those that do.
There are people who are late for work.
There are people with cancer.
There are people who laugh from their very soul.
There are people playing music all around you if you’ll only listen.
There are people stuck in traffic.
There are people desperately trying to save the lives of the impoverished, presumably so they can be miserable longer.
There are people who make food from dirt.
There are people who slide on sidewalks in the rain.
There are people who went to CBGB’s
There are people alone and lonely.
There are people in the great land of China.
There are people who have children accidentally on an overpopulated planet then fail to raise them.
There are people posing for pictures in pre-nuclear apocalyptic ignorance.
There are people.
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