On our way to Cornell’s Companion
Animal Hospital, we drive through
campus and the students are all
flowing solo through the landscape.
As classes let out and change, everyone
is talking, yet no one is chatting with
the person to their left. No one is
smiling at the person on their right.
Everyone is looking down, or
staring up at the sky, gazing
into their mind’s eye at the
one who is somewhere else.
I can’t help but wonder what
or who they might be missing—
doing four year’s time,
tied up on cell phones.