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I forgot my headphones. Taking the 6AM bus.....and no headphones... Brilliant! I look out the window with a cold hard stare. The bus accelerates from the station. Vroom glug glug glug Vroom! glug glug Vvvrrrrrrmmmmmm It leaves and makes a sharp right turn at the corner. The passengers make no effort to stay still in their seats. They are asleep. Chomp....chomp..gulp....chomp The passenger two seat across from me eats a bag of chips. Sssssssstttttttt We stop. Ssssttt. KER-SQUEAK! The door slowly opens. Clip clop Clip Clop Clip A business woman walks consistent steps similar to a metronome click. Behind that make-up is a woman who is still half asleep. Ssssstttttttttttttt Vrrrrmmmmmmm SNAP...SNAP.....POP! Her gum clicks to her tongue as she flips out a magazine from her large Coach Bag. scrit scrat scrit scrat scrit scrat As an old man rubs to nickels together; staring down at the platform with his hand rested on his leg. Bump....Bump..DING My stop is up. Where has the time gone? I fell in love with these sounds. My ears didn't even have to make love to music. Why should anyone ever want to drown sounds out? That's our problem. We drown this world out. But the world is beautiful when it wakes up.
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 7:48 PM UTC
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I forgot my headphones. Taking the 6AM bus.....and no headphones... Brilliant! I look out the window with a cold hard stare. The bus accelerates from the station. Vroom glug glug glug Vroom! glug glug Vvvrrrrrrmmmmmm It leaves and makes a sharp right turn at the corner. The passengers make no effort to stay still in their seats. They are asleep. Chomp....chomp..gulp....chomp The passenger two seat across from me eats a bag of chips. Sssssssstttttttt We stop. Ssssttt. KER-SQUEAK! The door slowly opens. Clip clop Clip Clop Clip A business woman walks consistent steps similar to a metronome click. Behind that make-up is a woman who is still half asleep. Ssssstttttttttttttt Vrrrrmmmmmmm SNAP...SNAP.....POP! Her gum clicks to her tongue as she flips out a magazine from her large Coach Bag. scrit scrat scrit scrat scrit scrat As an old man rubs to nickels together; staring down at the platform with his hand rested on his leg. Bump....Bump..DING My stop is up. Where has the time gone? I fell in love with these sounds. My ears didn't even have to make love to music. Why should anyone ever want to drown sounds out? That's our problem. We drown this world out. But the world is beautiful when it wakes up.
glitterinthesky
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glitterinthesky
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 7:48 PM UTC
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