Buses replaced trains this morning coming out of the city from Clifton Hill onwards, so I had to get off the train at Clifton Hill and catch a bus to Ivanhoe. As the bus stopped at one of the stations along the way, I was looking out the window listening to my music. I watched a few people hop off the bus and walk along the street. I thought to myself, how weird that I am never going to see those people again. That man with the blue scarf and black coat who just hopped off now walking down the side street is literally gone from my life, never to be seen or heard from again. I wonder what he does. I wonder where he’s off to. It’s so funny to think that I am one of those ordinary people. When I hop off the bus, people still sitting on the bus thinking the same thing will never know what I’m up to. They don’t know anything about me, yet I am so familiar with my life. Oh it’s so weird. So interesting. So fun to get deep into.