Bus in two dimensions

Sitting on a bus in two dimensions.
Behind me, a lonely man on his cellphone.
Behind me, a saddened woman on her laptop.

It's bothersome, two different stories actually being one in the same.
In front of me, a pregnant teen with the look of terror in her eyes.
In front of me, a teenaged girl working on a college application.

Similarities and contrast, when I just want to go home and rest.
This Dude beside me can't stop gawking at some chick from afar.
This Chick beside me, with a smile on her face, can't stop flirting with some dude next to her.

Decisions, decisions, decisions!
A homeless man gets in the bus and starts yelling for no reason.
A business man enters the bus and is screaming at one of his employees on the phone.

I get it, possibility is infinite! Blah! Blah! Blah!
Can't I just eat my cheeseburger without perspective?
Can't I just eat my taco without perspective?

Today was a bit much.
I don't care that the bus driver is engaged.
I don't care that the bus driver is quietly weeping.
Why do I have to analyze what's around me all the time?