Melancholy mornings

This morning, still early and dark with the wind blowing me along, I walked through the streets here to go meet someone early. What do you see early in the morning? Often, you pass houses with a soft light on in the front room, and sitting at a table, hunched over a laptop and staring intently into the screen, you see a man or a woman at their computers. Always on their own in the room with the soft light. It's such a melancholy sight. You want to call out to them: "Go back to bed, turn the computer off, go back to your girlfriend or your boyfriend or your wife or your husband. Stop communicating with people everywhere else in the world that you probably don't even know." But you don't. You keep on walking, have your meeting, then sit at a table with a soft light on and start the computer up and write a blog for people you probably don't even know about men and women sitting in front of their computers when they should be telling somebody they love them. Hmm.