Musings and day dreams

This is the kind of silly things I write when stuck at work. The problem with these pieces is that they make so much more sense in my head. What do you think?

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By Garik Charneco

Laney turns his head right. He turns his head left. He sees nothing, realizing that the bus schedule is out of date. He slides down the bench, feeling each of the wooden segments nudge his back. He teeters on the sloped edge and his feet almost reach the granite curb of the sidewalk. He closes his eyes and imagines music. He imagines this scene as the opening image of a movie. The music gets louder, but it doesn't overpower. It is soft folk music with a woman singing the lyrics in a liquid twang. Someone begins to thump wash bin for percussion. Laney imagines the camera slowly begin moving towards him. The right of the screen engulfs the mortar-and-pestle logo for Pubb's Pharmacy. Laney's head gets blocked out, just for a second, by the flash of the CSA credit. A few more names flash on the screen. A producer. A music composer. A cinematographer. However, Laney keeps these away from his face. The music begins to get softer and the camera has Laney right at it's center. His head dominates the shot and he goes for that longing he imagines the director wants. At the top of the hill that divides Main Street in two, the hydraulic hiss of the bus announces its approach. The movie ends before it begins, but only Laney is disappointed.

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Peace!