One thing about society that has always baffled me is the fact that women, often, will be treated as either a slut or a prude. You are one or the other and both get you judged negatively. Pretty unfair, don’t you think?
Cities, to me, are strange, surreal places. They seem like some warped form of reality geared toward unmaking the fabric of life. There comes a point where, when there are too many people around, I can’t help but feel utterly and completely alone
Humans are social creatures. This much is obvious, as people that can survive in complete isolation are rare. Yet, in big cities, everybody else is suddenly a part of the big faceless mass of the rest of the human race. Two people pass each other on an empty street and they will greet each other. Perhaps say hello, or if they’re in a hurry, give that “I see you, I’m acknowledging your existence, and no I don’t plan to stab you” nod. They might talk about the weather or complain about the slow girl a the cafe. The thing is, they interact.
But, in a crowded street, where everybody is pushing and shoving during rush hour, this breaks down. Suddenly, people aren’t potential friends or lovers, people are obstacles. Crowds also attract pickpockets, thieves, scammers, and salesman. Suddenly, nobody is your friend; everybody is out to fuck you over.
Is that a way to live? Not really. I’ll stay out here in quieter places, thank you.
