Loneliness of human being

Sometimes I walk through the city, looking attentively at other people. In those moments, I can clearly see or feel their minds. There might be one person thinking: "today hopefully everybody sees how special I am by my superior make-up" and another one is pauseless afraid of being too worthless and therefore being excluded from society, walking along with shoulders drawn-in and a paranoid gaze. If he could, he would immediately change his skin color, but that is the very only thing he will never be able to change. A third one thinks how many meetings she can still squeeze in that day so that she will finally achieve the maximum effectiveness and be able to proudly report that to her parents on the daily nightly phonecall from them. And a fourth one is just engaged in trying to educate his paradoxically totally uncontrollable child. In some of those moments, I just feel compassion for each one of them as all of their thoughts are familiar to me. As long as I can imagine those, I must have had similar thoughts at least once in my lifetime. From that, I can only conclude that there is no difference amongst human beings. People think and feel the same and thus basically are the same. Always and everywhere. But the thoughts almost all of us are constantly engaged with are about whether we are better than the others or worse, whether we are more or less lucky, more or less blessed, more or less talented or more or less beautiful. So we constantly hold thoughts of comparison and therefore of separation in our minds. Consequently, we feel separate from others and so damned alone although we live amongst billions of other people having utterly the same thoughts and feelings than us, maybe some of them even just exactly in that very moment. Isn't that awkward?