I rode an escalator yesterday and it was an emotional journey.
As I stepped on I thought about the woman in China who was recently killed on a escalator. A woman who, sensing the danger, pushed her son to safety costing her own life.
As I rode up I was filled with a stillness and profound sadness over the event. The top plate came into view, approached, tears welled, and I stepped over.
Later I thought. All for the want of a few screws this life was lost. A mother's child. A child's mother. A human being.
The profound importance of the mundane.
All for a screw. Or two.