Can’t hear you

This piece is dedicated to all those times my best friend texted me from the bus, buried under a pair of massive headphones the universal symbol for I’ve had a long day, please do not talk to me.

And yet.

Without fail, someone would tap her on the shoulder and ask a question.

It’s fascinating, really. We invent signs, signals, body language, and giant noise-cancelling barriers, and somehow people still find a way through.

Oh well.