Blurry Silhouettes.

I've always consider myself as an individual and self-sufficient person; actually, that's one of the qualities I like the most about myself. However, and let's be very clear here, being self-sufficient and an individual person doesn't make you an  insensitive or uncaring person; those are totally different twenties. The two months I've been living at NYC have taught me that. 

It feels so extremely shocking to me the way people seem to live around here. Everyone's like wrapped up in their own bubble; bubbles made of ear-buds, headphones, cell-phones, iPods, Mp3s, books, kindles, nooks, iPads, etc, etc. I'm not saying it like a bad thing, music is an important part of our lives, as well as literature and it's great to see that not a single minute is being wasted... but... is it talking to some other human a waste of time?, maybe not talking, maybe just saying Hello, share a smile, be a little open, even maybe only making eye contact... for God sakes. I could not live this way.

We Dominicans may be whatever the world call us but we do have one thing: we're too damn familiar. That means we cannot go through life without being useful, friendly, open, not without sharing at least a smile, a joke, even some inappropriate comment..

So as I see it:

- INDIVIDUALITY not the same as INDIFFERENCE. 
- Other people are more, so much more than BLURRY SILHOUETTES.