four people each in their own bubble

I'm on the uptown 1 train busily tapping on my little keyboard.

The young lady in front of me is listening to something on her Ipod that's taking her back to some special moment. She's smiling in a certain way and her shiny eyes are watching the memories play on her mind's screen.

The teen-ager all the way down the end of the car is playing some game on her Blackberry Pearl with such intensity I feel the fate of humanity is riding on the results.

The tall dark young man to my left looks a little worried.

A test he didn't study for? Job interview? Short on cash?

Dunno.

The teen-ager has stopped playiing her game, and is practicing her smile in the relections of the car's windows.

How easily their attention is diverted eh?

Ciao for now.