Commute Stories

This is a script fill for anyone to create content with, this was not initially intented to be a written induction however it still can really push you right to the edge...

Driving to work I saw this pink sky.

Elizabeth's stale everyday life turns upside-down when she meets a Tall Dark Stranger on the bus.

It is a story of the plight of everyday public transit commute.

People watching is a popular past time. It was my favourite when I was commuting in Edinburgh, Scotland for four years. This was one of those journeys.

Living and commuting in the busy city of London can often leave you dreaming of being in another environment. Waking up from that daydream is exactly what is experienced...

Collection of experimental short stories that attempts to illustrate the lives of those living in modern day society with no clear identity of themselves.

Commuting is a large part of a lot of people's lives every day, and this question is really important for anyone who is looking to come to work in Germany but has a remo...

Wo le pelu changi e o! (Enter with your change o!) We all know that Lagos is wild but Danfo's are wilder. Welcome aboard the wild Danfo. A collection of Wild Danfo Adv...

Anything is achievable with a hefty portion of positivity and optimism, or is it?

A short story I wrote as part of a transfer application into the Tisch School of the Arts. It's something I wrote a while ago and now that it's time for submission, I'm...

Song about the Subway traveling in New York

A short story of one man's deteriorating mental health as he struggles with the mundanity of modern life. An encounter with a stranger during his daily commute changes...

Every day when he wakes up he sees himself in the same train. He wants to get off, but like most of us, he doesn't know when. Today he's come across a fellow traveler wh...

An hour in the morning. An hour at night. I take the train to and from work six days a week. Sometimes I read or watch videos on my phone to pass the time. Other times...

The faceless man on the morning commute. Just another nameless figure in the crowd. Where is he going? What is he doing? Maybe it's best to never know.

We are constantly on a move. Going out, going home. And every day is a new story.op Let's recount the moments We spend on the road.