Bus Ride

Honestly, take a bus ride; roll the dice. At least that's my history. Sometimes, I never quite know where I'll end up. Most times, I'll end up sitting in an interesting spot. Here's a nice spot. Heading into the city, they had plans, complete with laughter and a replay of a family get-together yesterday. Peaceful right? Well, what you don't see are the two characters sitting next to me to the left, right behind these gals. Both were girls, I think. Although, one seemed to have more of a guy-thing going, if you get my drift. Both seemed to be about 20 and were gleefully sipping away on a bottle, sort of secreted away in a paper bag. The manchild was obnoxious, laughing away and making sly, silly little comments about these two young ladies. I was waiting, hoping, almost wishing for a little confrontation. The brunette looked like she could take care of her own in any cat fight. Alas, the ride was over way too soon and we were scattered about our lives. Oh, one last thing. These two both had interesting pairs of boots. Ya, I notice these things!