A Thousand Faces

I guess, not everyone enjoys the commute. I do. Most of the time. The best part of it is that I get to relax before and after work. I get the chance to think about stuff and, sometimes, to let my mind wonder.
I see stories, happy or sad, lightly boring or interesting ones. I imagine this stories every day and the faces I am surrounded by become characters in strange, simple or complicated, beautiful stories.
I watch the small gestures, the blinking eyes, the unstoppable fingers that measure the rhythm of a song and sometimes, I read lips. I capture some of these moments and try to remember when, and why I took that picture.
This way, my world becomes bigger, more colourful, louder and much more interesting.
Here, I make an introduction, I show you a door in to my version of our world. Come in.

November 9, 2016
The Orange TrumpET