I watch as they walk past, ever searching for a detail that will define their place within this hierarchy of the commonality. Some strive to develop into a group of enigmatic echelons that are ever developing, far from the control of ones that are hopeful of finding fulfilment within them. Those I notice walk with purpose, every action conscious of a sought conclusion. For them, that conclusion is in line with all they have known. With every action damaging the development towards that goal becoming all the more foreign as they grow into access not known by all.

Others eyes are constantly lowered, their mind entombed deep within them, waiting for the next force to manipulate a pattern outside of their own governance. They unknowingly follow a compulsory path provided to them by long elapsed promises whispered on dark nights. Even as they deteriorate under a system that calculates all factors excluding their own humanity, they continue for the comfort always promised to them just one more day away.

There’s ones that I hope reach that day once they pass around the corner out of my sight. By some luck, they fulfill that promise they’ve been forever telling to themselves and provide a light in the fog of this existence for those wanting to follow.