Some places ask for your name before anything else. A hospital shift. A hostel check-in. A new job. An event. You say your name. You write it down. It appears on a roster, a sticker, or a food bag. For a while, that label becomes part of your day. At work, people know my name … Continue reading Name Tags
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The People I Never Spoke To on the Bus
I never expected long bus rides to be social. Backpackers. Stories. Random conversations. That wasn’t really what happened. Most of the time, it was just quiet. Especially outside the East Coast. Seats next to me were often empty. Not always. Sometimes someone would sit. We’d nod. Maybe a quick smile. Then headphones on. Eyes on … Continue reading The People I Never Spoke To on the Bus
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