Grey Bus

Walk briskly, head down, don't think. Turn the tunes on.
Nope. Turn them off. Too distracting.
Walk briskly, head down, don't think.
Get a coffee.
"Waiting for the greyhound?" She asks
"Yeah."
"It was an hour late yesterday. And the weather is shit today."
Awesome. Just. Fucking. Awesome.
Take a seat, there's plenty of time.
Bus station is hot. I'm sweating.
Oh my god I'm sweating. I'm going to arrive a hot mess.
Go outside!
It's funny how -9 feels like spring after nearly a week of -30.
Coffee's good. Keeps the hands warm.
Oh! Bus is here! Damn wrong bus. But what if I misheard? Better ask again.
Yup, wrong bus.
Bus is late. Hopefully not an hour. I don't think I could stand an hour.
Text message received: 'Now I'm getting extra anxious/nervous lol'
Not helpful.
Wanna know what you get when you mix nervousness, anxiety, excitement and a sudden caffeine fix? Vibration. That's what you get. A hot, sweaty, awkward mass of vibration. Don't puke.