As the train approaches, everybody rushes to the doors. Some make it well on time while others barely pass through as the doors begin to close. People, of all origins and homes, moving toward one single direction. They all progress in one direction as the automated transport moves along its designated path. Like a nagging mother or overly concerned teacher, the automated message repeats: Please mind the gap – doors are closing.
Merely seconds after the train begins its progression, a man begins to fumble with the shopping bags his wife has left with him while the 5-year-old girl starts yelling out “excuse me!” at the top of her lungs since she only learned it earlier this morning. Be it their iPods or baggage, the train’s passengers are enveloped in their own world – all focused on themselves. Suddenly, the train slows and suddenly comes to a jerking halt. All these passengers, of different worlds and focused so intently on themselves, find themselves in unison once more, shifting two inches to the right at the sudden stop the train has made.
Strange to see that in order to bring these people together, as one, all it takes is a single jerk.
