I sit down on my second bus in the front, its far too rainy and wet to ride today.
A girl sits in front of me with the biggest diamond rings i have ever seen. She smells like bath and body works and is reading a shiny paperback that reads across the back cover, “the streets are her home”. She is totally fixated on it.
Next stop a homeless woman smelling of urine and carrying a plastic trashbag gets on and sits right next to her. We all shift uncomfortably when the smell hits us.
Thanks, universe, for making me think today.
Monday morning hangover paired with campfire smell.
The weekend was far too short.