sopadopa

i cant help but staring at people on the bus. i see the same people day after day; years now i see these same people and know every aspect of their face, their dress and their body language (at least what they display in public). without an exchanged word i feel that i know these people better than close friends. i know when they are happy, tired, amused, annoyed, frustrated and content but ill never know why.

i wish strangers were comfortable enough to recognize this common and daily connection without assuming the worst (i.e. that someone is trying to get into their pants). but really the most we will ever say to this not-so-random stranger is 'hi' or 'good morning' or 'hey, excuse me.'

tonight i see someone out that i see almost every day on the bus and all we can manage is an extra second of eye contact. we share this structured part of our lives daily yet neither one will take the step towards acknowledgement.

i figure that when i get on the bus tomorrow ill say 'hi' or 'hey' to the familiar faces. and they will nod in return.