Everlasting Summer (Endless summer) (№ 233173)

I always thought that true loneliness can be felt not in a hot desert, the boundless steppe or at the top of a snowy mountain, and in the crowd.
In this stream of people, words, thoughts, and ambitions, each has a purpose, a direction.
And I quietly wandered among them, unworthy of the attention of the others.
Maybe it's as a bi-directional vector with the beginning at the same point in the Cartesian coordinate system they are not destined to meet.