Morning.

Lately I’ve been taking the bus that comes fifteen minutes after the one I usually take. I’ve found that by doing this, I can sleep until 5 of 8 and still make it to work on time. By taking the later bus, I’ve been missing out on most of the people I’m used to.

This morning, I grew frantic as I searched for the faces that I know. Two.

There’s a boy who is extremely good looking. I would probably call him my bus crush except I’m pretty sure he’s gay. He gets off at any one of three consecutive bus stops. Today, he decided he needed to start his day off at Dunkin Donuts. I don’t ever get to look at him for very long. But it’s nice to see someone good looking on the bus every once and a while.

Then. I solved a mystery. Last week on my way home, there was a girl reading something that looked like it could have been a printed out e-mail. She was making sure the girl next to her couldn’t read it. The girl next to her was trying really hard to read what it said with out looking obvious. She was very obvious, though. Anyways. The girl reading said paper appeared to be trying to hold back an emotional outburst. For the entire 20 minutes or so I was on the bus with her, I was trying to figure out if she was really sad about whatever she was reading or if she just had a really unattractive default face. (Default face: the face that one has when not really doing anything at all.) She was on the bus this morning. As it turns out, she just has a really unattractive default face. How unfortunate.

After the bus, I raced a man going down the stairs. I’m not sure if he knew we were racing or not. Regardless, I won.