Wordless Wednesday - Bannister
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Commuter mornings and musings
Three mornings in a row I have waited for the bus, feet growing cold from standing on snowy ground. I was attending a course in Flash in town. My usual routine of walking to work was switched to making sure I made it to the bus stop in time for my morning commute. Each morning presented its own version of winter: Wednesday morning the snow piled down in large, sticky flakes which melted into wakes of slush on the sidewalks and roads, choking traffic. Behind me on the bus, some woman with a smoker’s deep voice yakked on her cell phone the entire half hour ride into the city center. She interrupted her conversation to comment, with swear words, on the two occasions when the bus tires spun in the slippery slush. I wished she’d shut up. I am usually patient on public transportation and was amused by the class of middle school kids that came aboard right after my stop, dishing out swear words of their own. (I realized with a bit of sadness that youthful shock and awe just doesn’t work wh
