A woman the wrong side of 60 buys a can of Black Lable beer and puts it straight in her bag. A guy with superga’s whiter than fresh snow reads a self help book. An overweight lady a few seats left of me finishes her oversized muffin and chases it with a softdrink. Another clutches her seat as our flying tin can hits some turbulence. Parents behind me battle with their toddler, we’ve begun our descent and he can’t equalize the pressure in his ears.
Private battles are everywhere if we’d just open our eyes to see them.
How different would the world be if we did?