Riding the bus. Watching people. Wondering. All these tourists, what do they think? How many pictures am I in?

Bus is crawling through Chinatown. It's mid-day Friday. Traffic. People. People with things to do. With plans for the weekend.

Watching people in their cars. Their personal space. Their bubble. Watching them talk on their phones. Watching them stare straight ahead.

Watching people on the bus. Strangers talking to strangers. People listening to music. Talking on their phones.

It's mid-day on a hot Friday in August. I'm riding bus #48. Listening to music. Creating my own bubble. I have plans for the weekend.

- quick note from my phone