Two hours before my eye examination and I sit enthralled watching pedestrians pass by from the car. Some of them have a clique, but even individually they all share the same thing: Together on land, but forever in privacy in their heads’ making assumptions. I can not make this up, its in the way they carry themselves. Most, allowing a bank card to take away or add value to who they are and how important that question is today given the amount. Their ego walks in the gutter of the valley steady hoping to find diamonds, and it is all so basic to us, that we are actually getting bored. Like now, bored, hours before My Exam.