The crowded elevator ride brings a smoldering quiet to the people, inside.
Each new floor filling a new corner, or wall like electrons in the void.
People are uncomfortable to have around in elevators and beaches but not at parties and speeches.
I always want to be alone until I am then I feel lonely and need people.
I don’t usually find people that interesting, or neat because they’re usually partial and incomplete.
They need people to fill a void left open, inside to share what’s not really there.
So naturally, I want to be alone until I am.