the 5 bus
The joys of complete dependence of public transportation are mostly fleeting and scarce, but the occasional awesomeness does occur. Today for instance: when the bus driver saw me running to catch his bus, he motioned that he would wait for me. Also? Sometimes there are defensive drivers on Fulton Street that don’t run me over with their cars, even though I recklessly dart into oncoming traffic to catch my bus.
Thank you, bus driver, for waiting for me. Thank you, car driver, for not killing me even though you could have,