Public gaze

We ve all felt them, we ve all done them, we ve all wondered. What if? What if after t hrowing a gaze I start a conversation, regardless if you or the other person did it? When did we start being more interested in the buildings, streets, cars, pe ople walking by? 425 to Stratford , such a soothing voice, I wonder what she looks like. Maybe she s tall, with brown eyes and an excellent sense of humor. Maybe she s short, blonde and doesn t care much about jokes. Bow Church , my journey will soon end, I thought to myself when I beautiful, innoce nt blond blue-eyed girl sat in the front seat caressing her hair like it was a s oft carefree kitten. The gaze turned to stare but thankfully she sat down and I wasn t able to make eye contact anymore. Countless versions of her life passed thr ough my mind. Visions of a school teacher taking the bus after a long day at wor k teaching obnoxious kids that don t realize how short life is and how interesting learning can be. I bet she s a lawyer, fed up with driving to work and spending hours in traffic tha t seems to be going nowhere so she one day decided to take the bus. Maybe it s fat e, I should go talk to her, let me just cut off the music player. Stratford stati on . just in time, wait where d she go? Oh right she never got on the bus Still that gaze she gave me must have meant something, oh, right, she was lookin g at the guy next to me *alarm rings* *5:30 am, a new day, a new dollar*