Bionic Teutonic

I tend to put up barriers to talking to people on the bus. I avoid most eye contact so I don’t get trapped in conversations with people, and I’m generally reading a book so people know that I’m not available for talking to. I forget that those barriers trap me in as much as they keep the crazies out.

Yesterday on the bus, this kid sat down next to me, and about 30 seconds later turned to me and said “So…what’s your name?”. He then went on to ask me “What’s your main thing to do?”, which I think is an awesome question to ask a total stranger. I told him music, he said he was looking for a band. I asked him how old he was. “Eight” he says. We talked about drums, work (he wanted to know), and his little brother. He was so fearless asking questions. This was one of the coolest conversations I’ve had with a random person on the bus. I think his name was Jimarcus.

Unjaded kids rock.

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