Passenger Contact for Hysterical Subconcious

Random meetings, sought contacts, to find in our society.
We dont' judge answers, certain behaviors stay there, near you.
We remain focused on ourselves but we are surrounded by a plurality of experiences, of those who are around us only for a moment or for most of our lives.
Existence and coexistence. A cross-section of life, every day. And then everything around you will have an answer to put on your notebook.
A true tellingstory about our life. 10 chapters, a lot of situations.
With a smile on your face and your eyes wide open. With your trolley near you.
"I left and came back, peeling off flower petals in the places where I left my heart.
I came back because I just couldn't feel the ring of home so far away.
Insurmountable detachment.
I left because it was a shame to leave the trolley emptyfor a long time..."