Missed Conversations

I wonder if I were to go back in time to the 60's or 70's, if the people on public transportation would be more friendly or talkative. Maybe even the 80's. I guess to a time before people traveled to a different planet when they walked onto a bus or train. Before everyone on the bus was surrounded by a tightly wrapped sound proof bubble. Either with huge Sony headphones or those thin white Apple earbuds. With an Iphone or just a blank stare out the window. I guess I know why people choose not to interact on the bus, especially in mega urban cities like San Francisco. They just don't want to be bothered. There are weirdos all over the place. People coming/going from/to work. They don't speak your language. Being tired/fussy. Other stuff.

I've been thinking about this because I've come to realize that the desire to not be bothered by anyone goes both ways. I ride the bus everyday and almost all the time I'll be listening to music. It's obvious that I don't want anyone to talk to me. Now I'm not saying that I won't say hi or expect a friend to say hi even with my headphones on. I'm talking about people that I do not know. They know not to strike up a conversation with me or ask me for some change. And I like this. With the music, I'm in my own little world. I know that no one will bother me so it's almost like I'm all alone on the bus; peace and quiet. I get so comfortable like this on the bus that most of the time I'll fall asleep. Keep in mind that the volume is always at max and the pavement is at the condition that my head is literally jackhammering the window pillow. If I don't fall asleep, I . . . ummm . . .you know . . .I don't even know what I do. I would say stare out the window at all the super familiar scenery but I don't. I mean I stare out the window but it's not like I'm actually looking outside. I look but I'm not taking anything in. I might as well be staring at a blank sheet of paper. But yeah. I like this. No one bothers me.

But what if I want someone to bother me?

You know, the whole time that I've been in SF, I have never second guessed blasting music on my bus ride. I saw no benefit in not doing that. But some recent events might change that shortsighted thought.

And I'm really tired so I'll continue this tomorrow. Dun worry, I won't forget anything.

And I don't know why there are no spaces after the periods. No clue at all.