Waiting for the Bus

The hunched over woman lit a cigarette. Another man bummed one from her and leaned against the trash cans to smoke. Smoking helps make the bus come–right?

Nowadays, I contemplate, or chant, or stand on one foot, or maybe post a blog entry.

Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.


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