I'm a generally quiet person during my commute. I see the same people every time. If I wanted to I could describe them but that's not why I'm writing. I'm writing because I forgot to bring my earbuds. They're pretty cheap and aren't great but at least they work. My earbuds are my only way to concentrate. I'm too cheap to actually buy music so I use those free 'download and stream' apps. Anyway, Hearing the music quiets down everything and allows me to think and hear my thoughts. My thinking has been especially clouded with trying to write music. I have one full song and a couple works in progress. I can hardly think these days. All I hear in my head are about things about work, or things about music neither of which I want to hear outside of the places. I want to concentrate on writing these stories. I enjoy publishing these public 'entries' I guess you could say. But I need to write fiction right now, and only fiction. I need to escape. At the moment people are closing in on me while I ride. They are very annoying. I suppose there is nothing more to write about, well I could write about more if I wanted but I don't think I have enough time. The next entry will be a more personal story. I await the time.
