Once when I was walking around downtown Indianapolis, I stopped to look at a building that housed one of the city's major insurance companies.
I truly looked at. Then I thought of what I saw.
The building was like an anthill and the employees inside were ants in human disguise. If I could remove the side of the building, I could have seen the antpeople scurrying around.
I damned the building and the ones around it. The people inside were in the death in life that is zombie life and wondered if any of them were happy, or at least satisfied, and if any of their efforts as they scurried in the building would be good at all.