People of myriad personalities and appearance cross my path
every day I am downtown. Many are focused on their path to work,
too busy to pay attention to what is around them.
For others, being downtown appears to be their work
and their social life, an existence for which they have formed
personas that will help them get through days with no purpose, no work.
While for many people Indy is a place to achieve dreams of a career,
a nice house and the means to support their family,
for too many others it is a place of dreams not merely deferred,
but somehow gone entirely awry.