Swipe Left

A bit out of the ordinary, I found myself in the midst of compassion. Too many faces have been blurred by lack of reaction amongst each other. Are we human? For the first time in four years I listened to nothing. Even though nothing may seem essentially like nothing, this moment was definitely something not to take for granted.

With every truth, there are a thousand lies, but with every lie, there’s a truth. How big of a role does our sub-conscious play? I can’t help but wonder what makes people click, what derives their intent and actions, and what makes them tick? Are we consciously judging each other’s social habits?
If so, continue to swipe left. Our generation has a problem with treating life as a tinder account; a quick glance then an immediate decision, no questions asked. Tonight, I swiped right. Paused. And had myself my first night. I wasn’t lost because I wasn’t looking. I simply was: not alone, but empty. Maybe sad, maybe happy, but mostly, free. For the first time, just me.