My shoe lace is undone. I know it.

Two strangers: ‘Hey, your laces are undone’.

The zipper pocket of my backpack is undone. I don’t know it.

Fellow walker. ‘Hey, your back zipper is undone’ .

Stroller getting off the bus. Big helpful commotion.

Passenger: ‘Driver, there’s a stroller getting off at the next stop’.

I’m lonely.

No response.

I’m odd.

Turn away.