Bus ride
Went to the library earlier. I came out, went to the right bus stop, knew which buses I was to take and waited for the bus. Some where between my knowing and a bus' arrival, I forgot I was waiting for a particular bus and simply walked into the bus. 5 minutes later, I remembered I was suppose to take a particular bus, but I don't know which bus I was on. Moral of the story is ... Buses should have their numbers on the INSIDE! You never know when you need a reminder about where your body going. Especially when your mind is somewhere NOT on the bus!
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cohlinn) wrote,
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