A train ride.

Full of people and seats wet from some idiot leaving a can of redbull. Content to sit in the middle of the seats. Eyes on me as they do not know of the wet seat. All it needs is a question for anyone to find out why the middle seat like the middle finger on anyone wanting a seat next to me.

I won't bite. I don't smell. I am roses. In the breeze. Pretty to look. Ripe to pluck. All is well. Just sit here. Passing next here. Don't get friend. Seat are plenty. Just look around. Don't stand still. No use freezing. All is well. No big worries. No small gain.

The scene outside the window moving, right to left. No sound other than the soft electric sound of the train wheels, taken over by the number of people carrying on in their conversations. Laughing. Crying babies. Serious hushed tones. Eyes glued to their phone screens. Social media addicts ignoring everything around them. Spilling their drinks on themselves by not paying attention to the spout totally missing their luscious lips. Glued to their phone screens. The drip is ignored until it touches their skin.

Some slowly turning book pages, taking them to imaginery places. Showing them how to handle other people because a book is a better teacher in talking to people. Better than actually talking to people. Books have a place when you are on a seat for greater than five minutes. Greater than am hour sometimes. Time seems to just speed on by, like blinking arms seeing get hair appearing in your once dark black hair. You never know where you end up with a book. Close it first though, when you step of the train, in case you miss the platform and send up under the train carriage.

A quick change of seats. Now someone else didn't look. Wet bum. Their problem. Sometimes you need to take the time to look where you are going. There is no rush when there are plenty of seats. When most of the passengers have gotten off. No need to look at them. They will know soon enough. You could say, talking the time to observe pays you on fours. The scenery continues on its course. Left to right this time from the change of seats.

Blinking lights. Beeping noise. Next stop, your stop. Best end this then so no mishap getting off the train. Now it's just the waiting game to see the train come to a complete stop. Easy does it.

Thanks for your attention.