There are periods of the year when time seems to go by slowly.
There are also days where there seems to be a moderate pace of time.
Lately- for weeks now at this specific juncture- it seems to me as though time is going by too fast.
There are periods of the year when time seems to go by slowly.
There are also days where there seems to be a moderate pace of time.
Lately- for weeks now at this specific juncture- it seems to me as though time is going by too fast.
Autumn kicked off to a cool start.
I had to cover my arms it was so brisk. No more of going without a jacket and/or sweater.
Back to sleeping with a blanket over me at night. No more lying-in bed without being covered up.
It was cold out today, I even shivered a bit in the breeze, but my crazy ass had a taste for some non-dairy ice cream!
I have traveled all over the place throughout the years- and for years- I should know when something is off.
Today was a bad, odd day for catching the bus. Either one was delayed, far too crowded, or not in service.
I was lucky with four buses today, otherwise, the day was completely strange.
As I waited along with a few others later in the day every one of the people walked away as they got tired of waiting for the bus to arrive.
I stood alone until a new gathering of people came to wait for the bus. The bus never came. I heard a girl from the first crowd of people mention the bus was not going to come but I was holding out hope because the three bags I carried were heavy, and the same bus continued to run within the opposite direction.
I eventually left, though. After I left is when it actually did come.
When I got on one of the buses earlier, I almost felt like I was in an episode of “The Twilight Zone”.
I found out later during my last bus ride that all of this route problem was due to a fire incident on a certain boulevard.