While perusing my notes I found a few bits I had written down while riding the buses around Salt Lake City. It all seems a long time ago now, even though it was barely a month ago.
I have a habit of taking time to write things down when I experience someting that feels vivid. Whatever comes to mind ends up on the paper and I try not to edit very much as it mutes the experience, though I have now edited for continuity of tense. While this is old, I felt it was still worth sharing, since the memory of the experience brought a smile to my face.
“I sit near a middle aged man who speaks in a halting poerty with the voice of an old woman while he colors in a connect-the-dots picture of an apatosaurus. Enjoying the sunshine and the new blooms I wait patiently for the next bus, having inconveniently missed the previous while being engrossed in my phone. Evil device.
'Why did they invent helicopters?' the old-woman-man asks next to me, to no one in particular. 'To catch the bad guys,' he answers. His chatter continues.
Finally his bus comes and I am relieved of his company and again left alone with my thoughts and spring flowers while watching diligently for my bus to wisk me home.”
~April 25, 2013
There are more. I'll probably share them every so often.