I'm going to be where people are not

Forgive the "Four Weddings and a Funeral" reference. It won't happen again any time soon.
I had a weird people day today. Not that anyone was rude, but everything was just a bit off kilter. Every now and again, I just feel that we are a bunch of well-dressed ants, and we all have our little roles to play, occupying our minds with little thinks to think, as we fill our little niches to keep our society humming along to no end. And it all doesn't really amount to all that much. Just little ants clamoring around.
We aren't meant to live this way! We aren't meant to spend the majority of our time stuck in cubes! Do we only think and gripe about the small stuff because the big stuff is too scary?
Erg. I guess we all have to pay the rent somehow.