Bus goin goin whew
Somehow, I really like bus rides. I know some people who will never or has never set a foot on a bus but well, who cares about them, all I care is that I really like bus rides. Especially when I get a seat but it's okay if I don't and I have to stand crushed with the other black blue brown yellow folks. I love the jostling, the rumble and how the city seems menacingly lovable outside the windows. Love that. And all the different types of people!
Went downtown to uptown on Friday and I decided to take a bus cause well, there was really nothing else to do on a crappy rainy afternoon. People got off and more people got on. Fat ones, short ones, old and young. Mothers and nannies gripping little kids' hands tight, old men with hats reading their newspapers, giving off that old musty smell. Skateboarders with wet sneakers and office secretaries with pointy high heels. Men in dark suits and a couple of janitors and security guards yawning after their shift. A little girl made ga-ga eyes out the window. A señorita (oh, so sexy) was playing with her cell phone. A large black woman was coughing politely into her handkerchief – I guess cause she got some blustery rain on her – while a prim East European lady next to her was reading Angels & Demons in Cyrillic. I only knew that cause DAN BROWN was etched in big bold black letters across the cover.
But most of all, I love – I love, the feeling that life is rushing by, going somewhere. The bus rolls along and just looking outside, you can see that everything is going their own way – buildings and lights, people walking home, going on dates, making plans and breaking promises, the rain swishes but it's moving right along too – we're all going somewhere and this little ball of dirt is spinning right along too; spinning in a spinning galaxy and maybe who knows, in a spinning universe on top of a bearded child's spinning head.
I'm on a bus to somewhere and look out the window – too late – I'm off into the mesmerizing forgetfulness that today is today and tomorrow will come, whether we're going anywhere or not.
i like falling asleep on subways
Posted by: kyle | October 09, 2005 at 11:14 PM
i like that too, but really don't do it anymore after i found a strange man sniffing at me one time.
Posted by: j.fisher | October 10, 2005 at 08:43 PM
ooh yeah! i love taking the bus too! i used to randomly hop on a bus instead of a subway every once in a while and really, it's especially fun on those long downtown to uptown rides...
Posted by: blowingbubbles | October 11, 2005 at 06:12 AM
i like the bus cause it's one of the places that throws you into the middle of everything. subways are nice.. but everyone is in their own world.. and when you look out the window, instead of seeing trees and skyscrapers and shops and pedestrians, all you see is some electrical wires and dark walls.
Posted by: j.fisher | October 12, 2005 at 09:58 AM