Walking around like regular people. They don't see each other. They only see what they want to see. They don't know they're dead.
I used to be on the wrong side of quite a few political topics, not the least of which was gay rights/ gay marriage.
That issue stands out for me because it's one of those only things in my life in which I've had one of those scales-falling-from-the-eyes moments in which I had an ephiphany that caused me to totally reconsider my beliefs.
I was having an argument with a friend in which I was taking the traditional Catholic position that homosexuality was wrong and gays should not be allowed to marry. My friend pulled a perfect rhetorical rope-a-dope on me. I had just said sex within marriage must be life-affirming.
"What does that mean?" My friend asked.
"It means," I replied arrogantly, "that there has to be a potential for pregnancy."
"Oh," my friend said. He thought for a second then posited "What if it's a happily married couple that's infertile? Could they still make love? Couldn't 'life affirming" be a little more than a possible baby?"
Which left me wishing that I was intellectually dishonest enough to change the subject to the weather rather than admit he had an actual point.