I haven’t slept for at
least twenty hours now. I scratch at my unshaven face.
The sun is shining brightly, sparkling even, yet everybody’s
looking at the floor. Maybe it’s to check on who’s
wearing the trendiest shoes to work. Let’s face
it, not much else to do on the bus, especially on the
bendy bus, where you’re faced with the threat
of looking somebody in the face. Shoes are safer. Unless
they’re really shiny. But then you might be able
to see the sunshine! I do like the sunshine though.
I like watching people on the way to work, while I’m
on my day off. I don’t want to rub it in, but
anyone foolish enough to be glancing in my direction
would be jolted by the shine of my grinning teeth. God
I’m so lucky. Yes, I’m going back to bed,
to hang on to this feeling as long as I can. I don’t
want this to change.