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although heavily stimulated by what’s happening all around me, i’m alone in my thoughts while in the loop. it’s this giant mass of people, lights, busses, and shops with a million smells and sounds and still it feels like an in between place to me. something I need to get through in order to be where i’m supposed to be. perhaps it’s an over-stimulation and my mind’s way of evening things out is a turn inward.