Rush hour hustle

I was curious about the rush of people out of the office during lunch; the hustle of that precious hour of replenishment in a busy work day. Like a buzz of bees, a lined formed at the gates, and when they opened, it was like the bursting of a damn. Everyone had something to do, somewhere to go. Food. Shops. Banking hall. Dates. Meetings. Starbucks. The chaos was magnificent.