Somewhere to Go, No One to be With at 7:21 PM

As I was walking down the jam-packed streets of the Big Apple a few weeks ago I couldn't help but notice a few things.
A)These people have somewhere their walking to
B)These people looked lonely and sick of life.
Now, that just could be me but oh well. As I cheerfully hopped on the Lower-Manhattan bound Subway I couldn't resist looking at everyone! I swear people stared at me as if I have an Osama sticker strapped to my forehead. I was amused with the City, its one of my new favorite places. Its not the enormous buildings, architecture, nor the statues that grasp my attention, its the people. Each person struts down the side-walk with a face that says get out o f my way Scrub. Its interesting. I look at the faces of the people who pass. No one looks happy and no one looks like they care. They each look so lonely. The NYC lifestyle looks tough to me. Mass amounts of people piling in a Subway cart all heading to the same place with the same face, the same face that says I hate life. I'm definitely not a shrink but I do have the ability to see when someone is clearly unhappy with life. Thousands of people, each with a unique story that life has given them. No one talking to ANYONE, most people just have their ipods on. Im not claiming that all of NYC is depressed, thats not what im saying. There are just so many of them who want more out of their stressful lives. I wanted to talk to someone just to see how their day was going. But their looks say they just don't care. For such an Enormous city you would be surprised how many lonely people their are out their looking for something in their lives...Just something.