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a blog by Chris Barrow


All day I’ve been watching suits.

Charcoal, black and blue.

With devices.

Smartphones, tablets and laptops.

Everyone looks tired and lined and grey or blotchy red and just a tad overweight.

On their devices pictures of children, lovers, pets and places.

Covered in the chicken pox of icons.

A family is now a background.

The suit in front of me is carrying a box of Dunkin’ Donuts and chatting politically to his fellow traveller about portfolio risk management.

This morning the trains were late.

This evening its the planes.

Chain-store coffee is consumed by the gallon along with pre-dinner muffins and cakes.

“I’ll be late, what’s for supper.?”

Post, tweet, update, message, email, snap, photograph.

Keep a close eye on your in-box.

Don’t miss a thing or you may not be missed.

I reflect on the blessing of my work, my clients and my schedule.

I’m not in the financial machine, not clawing my way up through grades, don’t have to connect if I don’t want to, dress how I like and take time off the grid.

Say what I like, when I like, to whom I like.

I use devices, travel a lot, work long hours, absorb stress.

But I never feel like my surrounding fellow passengers look.

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