A while back, I stopped plugging my ears with loud music and zoning out on my commutes to and from work. For a while, it was fun to just be aware of everything and everyone around me, overhearing funny stories and such.
I’ve tried a number of things on my commute. Reading a book, playing games on my 3DS (XL), texting friends (yes, at 8 or 9 in the morning) to keep myself busy, or just sitting there and thinking. Usually, it’s just thinking. Thinking about things I’d like to make or draw, things I have to do at work that day or things I have to do after work when I get home, and even things I have to or should do for the rest of the week.
I normally think that getting some reading done or getting some game time in on Harvest Moon would be fun, but I find myself getting slightly peeved at the nosey people who choose to sit next to me and, without tact, try to read what I’m reading or just, you know, stick their heads a little bit closer to see what game I’m playing. Those people — the ones you don’t want to assume are trying to get in on your “business”, but the moment you turn off your Kindle or 3DS or close your book, they look away like they weren’t doing anything.
This morning, I decided to try knitting (since I actually want to get this one project done in time for Christmas — I know, it’s a long time from now, but trust me, this one needs some serious time management based on my calculations). I find that even if people are staring at what I’m knitting, that’s ok. I don’t get annoyed. Or maybe it’s because I have needles in my hand that makes it ok.