Day 171

Inspiration can strike you anywhere, even on a bus…

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It’s amazing how quickly you discover the imperfections of road makers.

As odd as that sounds, a recent trip on a bus, actually earlier today in fact, got me thinking about just how bad some of our roads really are.

Why?  Because an idea just came to mind and I have a note-taking app on my phone…

But, as you know, it’s difficult at the best of times to get your fingers to move over the keyboard except…

As any writer will tell you, that half an hour or so on the trip to work or home is just waiting for a few lines to be written on your phone or on your tablet.  I venture to suggest a laptop computer just might be a little difficult, and prone to stray eyes from the people sitting or standing near you.

And the tightness of the space available to you.  I know, I’ve tried.

Of course, the alternative is a pen and a notepad, not a large one, but adequate.  First, the pen had run out of ink or was on its last three words, so take a pencil, but make sure it’s not one where the lead can break easily.  Then try writing on a bus.  Ugh!

But, if you’re not in the mood to research, I did a little of that too, by the way, the desire to write is tempered by the movement of the bus and your ability to type coherent words on a small keyboard in a very large, rocking, metal thing.

I have to say I have a large streak of jealousy for those people who can hammer out large texts to their friends while riding the bus, and in the most awkward of conditions, using both thumbs, and carrying 26 bags of groceries and dry cleaning, as well as having a full on political discussion with the person sitting/standing next to them.

Even when the bus hits a pothole, it does a sudden lurch that sends the unsuspecting sprawling.

With my interactive word completer turned on, it is astonishing what words finish up in my small attempt at writing as my fingers fail to find the right letters and create what can only be described as the ramblings of a madman.

Perhaps I might have better luck tomorrow.

Or better still, the idea will wait until I get off the bus.

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