A Horse is a Horse

Just saw a girl on the street with a canvas tote bag in one hand and a scooter she hasn't quite mastered in the other. She looked lost and very "I'm a first year art student." (I've never had a scooter but was always under the impression that they're pretty user friendly. You just stand and kick, no?) This girl was also carrying a big tube, much too big for her tote bag. So naturally, she made a belt out of packing tape and stuck the tube on her back. There are easier things in life, crazy girl.

Though buses may appear bulky, jerky, and often stuck in traffic from the distance, they are in actuality quite fast and stealthy beings. I ride the hospital shuttle now and am daily amazed and the spaces we fit through as a bus and how we have yet to hit anyone. I've also learned the lesson of a bus's true speed seeing a bus approach and running ahead of it, beside it, then finally and humiliatingly, running breathlessly behind it.

Last night, I may have made the best chicken stew I have ever tasted. This morning, I may have eaten Landlady Chang's birthday cupcakes for breakfast. But don't be so quick to say nay, Judgey McJudge, I also had a banana with peanut butter.