The squeaking of my high top sneakers hit rhythmically against the wet concrete tiles beneath them, every other step cushioned and muffled by fallen leaves that, on a dry day would crunch incessantly like a child eating cereal in the morning.
I can hear the light rain hitting every firm surface around me, but faintly. The wind lightly pushing the soft mist against me every few breaths. Despite this, a feeling of stillness prevails. The only disruption being the cars on my left humming as they pass by in both directions.
Upon reaching my destination, I can hear the breaks of the bus hiss and squeak as it turns the corner. An exhale. Receipts in my wallet crinkle as I search for the thin plastic pass that I need to board. Flick.
The breaks hiss even louder now as the bus slows on its arrival. Doors swing open, folding and crashing into themselves with a dull echoing thud.
I can hear them close behind me as the busses engine re-engages and we start moving again. I slip my metro card into the machine that greets me after making it passed the folding doors.
My card is sucked into the machine and then spat out with a loud whirring sound followed by a sharp beep.
The car is not empty by any means but completely silent save for the repetitious humming and hissing of its engine and breaks. I squeak past the passengers I observe that most are either staring into space or immersed in whatever actin is taking place on the screens of their mobile devices.
A loud thud is heard and I plop into my seat. Another exhale. I throw my head back and let the rhythmic humming lull me to sleep until I'm awoken by the loud hiss of the breaks and the shuffling of feet desperate to leave and be on their way.
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