Interchange 01 - The Boulder

We are all travelers in this world: someone for business, someone for study, someone for tourism and someone for other reasons. Who for pleasure, who for necessity, who for duty... And who for something else.

We are all - at a certain level - aware travelers: there are those who arrive, those who leave, those who wait and those who do not. There are those who seek, those who find, those who are found... and those who are not.

We all are. Everyone, except for me!

Oh, but that doesn't have to make you sad, you know? It intoxicates me, in a good way: I exist in this place for as long as I can remember and even if I have no idea about how or why I am here I would not want to live anywhere else, if not here!
Here, in the frenetic bustle of people; here, among the incessant patter of soles and tires, with that at times excited and at times whispered shouting; here, where the passage of time is entrusted to the metallic voice of the speaker; where the delimitation of the space, usually designated by the signs, is constantly defined and redefined sometimes by the emotions of the euphoric crowd or the shy individual and sometimes by the hum of the agile shuttles or the roar of the mighty engines ... Here. Where else, if not here?
Not a day goes by without my eyes filling with amazement, my heart quivering with curiosity and my soul breathing freedom.

But back to us: what would you say to stop with me for a while? You know, although this place is flooded with people, it lacks a bit of humanity; the hustle and bustle is so hectic that no one has time to chat (or is willing to find it); so, sometimes it happens that loneliness assails me. Could you give me some company? I, in return, could tell you some stories! A new one happens every day; there is something for everyone! Come on, I know for sure you'll like it ... Or maybe not, who can say it?