Just a Stranger on a Bus
I turned to face the window to watch the town go by. It was slightly more convenient, not having to drive, but being able to go only where the bus took you, canceled out that convenience.My car was in for its quarterly oil change, and, instead of waiting for it at the Quickie Lube, I decided to drop it off, and take the bus. Being Saturday, I didn't need to go to work; I could be on the bus as long as I had to. Ten minutes had already gone by, and, according to the schedule, it'd be another...