The Interdependent Loner (A Day in Life Story)

Sometimes I think of myself as a loner but am I truly alone. On Monday, April 09, I am leaving halfway between one of my two classes to watch a baseball game at 3PM. Then, I bike about half a mile carry about twenty pounds worth of dirty laundry in a gym bag. Around 4 PM, I take a two hour Amtrak train ride from Davis to the Oakland Coliseum. From 6PM till 10PM, I am at the Coliseum watching and listening to on the radio most of the game between the Chicago White Sox and the Oakland Athletics. Around 10PM, I take the BART subway from the Coliseum to San Francisco (SF). I arrive back home in SF around 11:30PM, and do laundry for about two hours. Afterwards, I sleep from about 1:30AM till about 4AM, pick up my belongings/laundry, and I walk to the BART station in SF. I take the BART train to Richmond and ride the Amtrak train from Richmond to Davis arriving around 7AM. Once I arrive at Davis, I take one bus back towards my apartment. An hour later, I take another bus towards my PE class that starts at 9AM. By the way, I have done most of these activities/tasks by myself. Or have I? Let me trace back the events of the day.
While I am in class, there needs to be a professor lecturing and instructing towards a student body on the material. As I take the Amtrak train in Davis, I purchase a ticket from an Amtrak agent. While on the Amtrak train, there are several conductors who operate the train and pick up tickets from the passengers. Arriving at the Coliseum, I must check through security in order to enter the stadium and seating area. More importantly, there needs to be professional athletes playing baseball around the diamond and people working the food concessions stands. After the game, I take the BART subway and pass through private security as the BART conductor operates the train. Once I arrive back home an hour later, I eat food and sleep on a bed prepared beforehand by family members. Then, I use the laundry detergent already purchased by my family. After waking up with several hours of sleep around 4AM, I take another BART train operated by a conductor and another Amtrak train operated by several conductors to arrive back in Davis around 7AM. Afterwards, I ride two buses in Davis to go from my apartment and my PE class. Finally, my PE Class is taught by a female instructor with a real 6-pack in her stomach.
While I am doing most of these tasks/activities on alone, I am interdependent of loved ones, acquaintances, and more importantly strangers in order to accomplish these tasks in an orderly, routine fashion. I believe that most people in our society do not have the awareness of our interdependent nature. For example, just look at the clothes you are wearing. How many articles of clothing are actually made in America? If you even have more than one article of clothing “Made in the USA, consider yourself either fortunate or aware of the clothing you have purchased. There’s no such thing as a true loner anymore in this society that we live in right now. With the oversaturation of media and communication, interdependency and interconnectedness permeates the culture. However, there are many Americans who consider themselves an interdependent lone. Quite an oxymoron!