i take the santa monica big blue bus to school every morning. and every morning, i seem to pick the exact time to leave the apartment and find the exact walking speed miss the bus by seconds! i mean seconds! i see it pull away as i scurry across the gas station with my bag and bus ticket in hand. that means i sit around the bus stop for 10-20 minutes applying lipstick.
the bus gods hate me --
i missed big blue once again...
i wait like a fool.
1 comment:
i know what you mean. i've become a bus rider too (what have we become?). but i refuse to scurry. i scoff at those who scurry.
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