Because you have to start somewhere…might as well be here.

It occurred to me, the other day…as a new every-day-bus-commuter, that there is much to see and experience. From the energy of the early morning air; to the desperate need to stand up BEFORE the bus awkwardly gallops to its next stop. Holding on with both hands so as not to passionately kiss the sandal … Continue reading “Because you have to start somewhere…might as well be here.”

It occurred to me, the other day…as a new every-day-bus-commuter, that there is much to see and experience.

From the energy of the early morning air; to the desperate need to stand up BEFORE the bus awkwardly gallops to its next stop. Holding on with both hands so as not to passionately kiss the sandal and dress shoe laden bus floor.