You can’t talk about a bra
I was on the way home from work. A lot of kids from an art school downtown ride my bus. Behind me there were two girls who looked about 18 and an older guy. The girls were talking at a normal conversational level about how much they both wanted to drink that night, but they weren’t old enough to buy. Continue reading ‘You can’t talk about a bra’
Look deep into my eyes
Just when you make eye contact with a stranger, do you ever wonder what’s going through that other person’s mind at that moment? Well that’s usually how I think things through, but on this bus ride I met someone who verbalized everything that went through his head. Continue reading ‘Look deep into my eyes’
The Man and the Mousetrap
He sat down on the bus seat right in front of me, while I was trying to read about how each of us individually creates meaning from the complex tapestry of the American city. I was sitting there with my nose in the book when all of a sudden this young kid (there was a whole, loud group of them in the back of the bus, where the cool kids sit) … this kid plunks down next to me on the seat. Continue reading ‘The Man and the Mousetrap’
