Bus rides & the people you meet.

So, last week I was waiting for the bus and it finally arrived. As i moved down the aisle this VERY LARGE man moved his backpack so I could sit beside him. Being me, I of course smiled brightly and said “thanks!” and sat down. The bus got moving, and a minute later I hear…. growling? Yes, growling. My immediate thought was “what have I done? I should have just stood by the back door like usual OMG what have I done”? As he’s growling, I don’t want to risk actually looking at the man because really, maybe he’s a mental patient and making eye contact will escalate the growling. It took probably 5 more minutes of this thinking to get up the courage to peek at him out of the corner of my eye. I notice he’s wearing headphones, and I realize he’s not really growling, but “singing'” along to whatever music he’s got going on!Teach me to automatically assume everyone riding the bus is probably crazy...

Wow, it's a storm!

My poor deck railing!