Man and his sandwich.

Sitting in the Tube I watched transfixed as a man tore open the packaging containing some rather unexciting sandwiches. His gaze was unfocused. His face, lined by age bore no signs of emotion. He was absorbed in his own world,totally disconnected from his fellow passengers.The actions of his hands were extraordinarily slow, almost ritualistic. The movement one of resignation but also of pleasure, a savouring of the moment.
I am not sure exactly what it was about him that made me feel so profoundly moved.Perhaps he made me reflect about lost and squandered time. Or maybe I just felt excluded from his inner world and sensed again my own isolation.

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...or maybe I just fancied a sandwich!