When I take shots like the following of Sydney CBD I think of the volume of people inside. Head down or eyes out the window looking at the helicopter?
When I drive and see all the traffic around me I think that this procession is going on everywhere.
When I’m waiting to take off in the chopper and big jumbo loads of people are landing or lifting off … that too is happening everywhere. Numbers, numbers … Ants on the move that’s all we are.
We are but a little cog in the wheel of progress/fortune/whatever.
Maybe its not all about me.
Its about tolerance.