14 People Have Seen You Traveling
Traveler sat cross-legged on the edge of the street, playing his flute with his vest on the ground, money on top of it. This is what he did for a living. Until he could find his way back home, back too his mother and father, back too his friends and family and neighbors, this is what he did too make sure he survived.
Traveler stopped as he saw one person who seemed too catch his eye. They had been staring for quite a while now, but Traveler had never been one too walk up and start conversation, he was too shy for that. So traveler continued playing, turning his head away, but keeping an eye on the stranger.