22.1.07 (I’m {too} crowded) People are so beautiful, people are so faulty, people usually hide behind an empty mask. There's a mutual agreement to not really look at each other, to hold back all the faulty parts, so it wouldn't hurt too much... Once the damaged parts are concealed you can't see the beauty anymore. Taking the bus in jerusalem can be a charged experience since (as everyone knows) buses tend to sometimes blow up there... anyone can be the enemy and anyone can get killed. Bombs do not differentiate... Now that buses stopped blowing up (I hope), the same small moving space, contains many different types of people that would never usually live in the same country, squeezed in together holding the same stands, breathing each others breath, avoiding looking at each other face. I hate buses, when too many people are squeezed in such a small moving space breathing each others breath, i can feel them all because there is no communication that can hide all the human hurt, humiliation and also beauty happening. i can see through, i can feel them all, i can see each and every ones childhood dreams shattered, family dramas, sexual fantasies and so on, there is no way for me to repress it and i can not contain it all, i go over the top.