Number One Hundred and Eleven
Home, Breakfast, Cereal
Living on the bus line often provides some decent early morning entertainment; people watching. Some mornings it's the older blonde woman who doesn't litter. Other mornings it's the older blonde woman who DOES litter and I want to go out and shake some sense into her. Special mornings you get two different dudes, looking entirely too wired, amped up and antsy for this time of day, impatiently looking for the bus to hurry up and arrive. The thing about Public Transportation (or P.T.) in a medium sized town is that you will always be waiting for your bus at least ten minutes. Bird's eye breakfast view here.