On my 120 hours of bus riding last week, I met a Sister of Mercy from India who laughed at my jokes and gave me cookies, a Hutterite woman who sews jackets and plays math games for fun, a widow on an 80hr trip to Miami without the dead husband she is thrilled to be rid of, a massage therapist from Toronto who kindly helped me get comfortable so I could sleep through Saskatchewan, Herbert, who kept trying to pick me up and then said he was just joking every time I turned him down, and a man with a soft voice, and hands so pretty they made my heart happy.
2 comments:
wow! (<- its a great word)
almost as good as wowza.
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