Did you ever just see someone, anyone, anywhere, and wonder what that person’s story is? On every single one of my commutes, I notice random people on the ferry, on the train, or walking, and wonder what goes on in their minds, or what their lives are like.
In my mind, I see the father with his daughter on the bus as a committed father, who will do anything to get his daughter to school, but who really knows? Maybe he just feels obligated. I mean he didn’t exactly look happy, and it was already almost 8 o’clock. Shouldn’t she already be in school?
In my mind, I see the woman in the business suit zoning out, her mind in another world, and think maybe she’s thinking about what to cook for her husband and kids tonight. But I wouldn’t know, maybe she doesn’t have a husband or kids, maybe she’s thinking about work, as any other business woman would.
I don’t really know the point of this monologue. I guess just to show you a new perspective. Maybe one you should even try out, but I think this is just another free write for me. But I actually think that this free write is the most ‘free’ excerpt of my mind that I’ve written.
