Even though my bus stop is really only six blocks, today it feels like 15 miles.
It is a day I’d prefer the windows unrolled and the wind blowing my hair all over the place… regardless the freshly applied chapstick.
I know once I get to walking I’ll be okay, but today is that day… the day I miss my radio up too loud and all the windows wide open.
Erin's Bus Dailies 