Inner Peace
Once i got onto the bus, i pulled out my book on spiritual awakening and inner peace, having a read, writing down some quotes and thinking about the meaning. Jotting down ideas and thoughts about life, although, i dropped my pen at one point and it flew across the bus, nice one. An oldish man got on, (by oldish i mean late 50’s) anyway, he had his music player in and his tired legs and beer belly were no match for the bus which drove off before he could get his seat, i just kept thinking, please don’t sit near me. Which, by chance, he did anyway. One seat behind.
He screamed, ‘DAMN SYCOPATHIC BUS DRIVERS” over and over until the driver heard. I could feel him breathing down my neck and watching my every move. He shouted across the bus about how much he hated norwich and how he was beaten up, stabbed and mugged all in one night. How the police never came for about 2 hours and that they get paid too much so they but drugs, (errr, ok) I didn’t like him, one bit. But i carried on reading my book. On the way back, i happily sat on my own reading, whilst over hearing conversations from other people.
Originally posted on http://rubysmith.co.cc/
Aug 26th, 2011 at 6:33 pm
I was on bus 56 when a guy walked in, carrying five boxes of pizza. He sat across from me and grinned.
“Hello!” the man said in a British accent. I nodded and looked away. “Shy, are you?” the man asked. I shook my head, and took out a book.
“Well, well,” the guy laughed. I was angry now. Why was this dude annoying me?
The bus soon halted at a stop. I got up and moved to the back, far away from the British man.
Sadly he followed me. This time he plopped down in the seat next to mine, and smiled. I glared at him and said, “Please move, I don`t have enough space.”
After a pause; the man giggled. He scootched closer to me. I scootched farther away.
Finally when me, the man, and some old lady were the only ones on the bus; he kissed me. I was so shocked.
I could see it coming, but it was still suprising. It has been an year since that moment, and me and the “British Guy” are now married.
He is pretty cute, so I was very happy when we proposed. Yes we had dirty sex already, and boy, was it fun!
So that`s my adventure!