Lately my Perfect Moments seem a little out of whack. They are still Perfect, but they seem to be a little different than usual. Today is no exception. I had had a decent bus ride. It wasn’t great, but the … Continue reading
Is it just me, or all bus rides full of weirdoes? I want to believe I am not alone, but sometimes it is so hard. Okay, I might have to allow that my threshold for weirdoes is quite low. What … Continue reading
I have written several posts about the “unique” people on my bus route–the two fisted drinker, or the woman with balloons etc. However, my commute is full of hundreds of other people I rarely mention because they are just like … Continue reading
Today’s Perfect Moment was seeing the sunrise just begin as I walked to the bus stop. It had been a long winter and this was the first day that I boarded the bus with a small amount of sunlight. Could … Continue reading
Today I took the bus somewhere different. I took a route unfamiliar. A first glance it might appear a minor thing. Upon another glance, it might reveal itself quite differently. We are all creatures of habit, whether we believe it … Continue reading
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It is long past my bedtime as I try and write this post. I have been wracking my overtired brains, wondering what was Today’s Perfect Moment. There were lots of good moments today, but I have been having a hard … Continue reading →