Busses

10:50am BUS 86 - Alton to Irvine Spectrum

The bus is a community that has not forgotten its people. There is a spirit among those riding that keeps a hope alive in me that someday humankind will rise above their petty differences. When the bus is full and I have a seat and a family can not sit together I give up my seat so that they may. We move from one part of the bus to another in order to accommodate more people. We adapt at each stop, knowing that we all have different destinations; only our journey in common.

2:10pm
I missed my 2pm return ride because I stopped to go to the bathroom after the movie was over. Ahh...obeying the bladder. I called Cardwell because I figured he would enjoy that story. Adaptation--I have crossed the street to take a different bus.

I've been meaning to write about the funny way that my straight roommate leaves his underwear & t-shirts hanging from the towel rack next to the shower. I'm a "kick them to the floor" guy myself. They lay there until after the shower and then get picked up before joining the pile in my room. He wears colored boxer-briefs. I wonder if he has fantasies about me sniffing his underwear because it's there? Normally the minds of men are so easy to read. He's probably just forgetful.

No one but me is coughing on this bus. It is a silent one. The outside world has infected this one.