The more I wonder, it seems like everything is a problem. Every visible and spoken thing becomes self-absorbed, offended, even small.
"What a small joke it was"
He felt that he was the only one in trouble, in the middle of it.
Then, are we both human?
Of course we know that humans as social creatures. And, socialize is the catalyst for the living. Followed by a sense of grace, of one disposition to the diversity that exists. Because, in society we have a consensus. That spawned peace within the realms of men.