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Ever notice how impersonal things have become?

I spend an hour on a train with strangers every morning and another hour every afternoon. Usually I see some of the same people because I always wait at the same spot on the platform, board the same car and I guess I’m not the only creature of habit.

While its nice to ride with familiar faces, I will probably never say anything other than “excuse me” or “can I get in here” to a single one of them.

Much like I am admittedly guilty of at this very moment, every is so consumed with their own devices that its so quiet you can hear a pin drop. Right now the girl to my right is reading a book on her Nook, the person in front of me is playing around on her iPad, the adorable man next to me is on his…

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