“We picture the world as thick with conquering

and elate humanity, but here, 

with the bugles of the tempest pealing, 

it was hard to imagine a peopled earth.”

[excerpt from The Blue Hotel by Stephen Crane]

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this line (from a book i just read for a class assignment)

is compelling.

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WE

we

we

we people. we see the world of 7ish-billion other people.

bustling. brimming. boundless.

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but when we find ourselves in the “bulges of the tempest pealing”….

[also known as - the middle of nowhere]

this world can be a pretty lonely place.

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and this middle of nowhere is not just a physical place,

but also,

quite simply

a state of mind

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