Tips for being an adult:
- there are none
- don’t become an adult
- stay a child forever
- Peter Pan was right
43 Masonic by Orly the Lion
I am seated in a slightly crowded,mobile room where most people are also seated, some standing.
I think folks call this a bus.
I hear the hi-pass sound of a double pedal-bass drum clicking.
The man with dreads sitting adjacent to me is bobbing his head to the wires sticking out of his ears
I bob my head a little too.
the outstretched vehicle comes to a halt as the doors open.
A few people inside exchange places for the people outside.
Someone is drawing a cat.
He is using a red pen.
my stop is coming up pretty soon
Someone is smoking a cigarette out the window
The bus driver is going to catch him
They always do
An unkempt looking female sits across from me.
She has a bag full of glass bottles and soda cans.
Her hair is curly and dirty blond.
Or maybe brown, I can never tell the difference
She looks unhappy.
Mumbling angry nonsense to nobody.
I wish I knew a way to cheer her up.
I think my stop is the next one
There is a child writing her name on the condensation on the window.
The mother is trying to stop her, but she won’t listen.
She gives up trying.
Why was it even a problem in the first place?
There is someone on drugs
either that or they are really fucking anxious
The girl in front of me has cute hair
and talks on the phone very loud
She’s calling in sick for work
I don’t think she is sick
I wonder where she works?
Someone is reading a Chinese newspaper
Shit looks complicated
The man across from me has an iguana named Charlie
I forget the name of the man but he is staring me down
His quivering lips begin to maneuver
He tells me he is a healer
That he senses great sadness in me
I am lost in this world
He asks me what it is that happened
What has been holding my spirit back
I tell him I have no fucking idea what he’s talking about
I’m pretty sure I missed my stop
The bus driver politely screams in a rather colorful manor
asking the fellow in the back to put out his cigarette
The person that just got on is blind
guide dogs are wonderful creatures
Something smells like moldy oranges
I hear a Ray Charles playing
I think it’s just a ringtone
I am certain now that I missed my stop
Oh well, it will loop around
I’m having a good time
The girl with pretty hair who was calling in sick for work earlier is looking at me
she quickly looked away when I noticed
That was a joyful interaction
probably the only one we will ever have
A very drunk older gentleman in the back of the bus sings Time by Pink Floyd rather incoherently
I begin to grin.
The rest of people are looking at their little portable screens
tablets, smart phones, whatever else.
You can do that anywhere
You could do that sitting at home alone
there is so much to witness here
Now I’m thinking
all these people are awesome
they are so diverse
and I don’t know
something about being clustered in a room with a bunch of strangers
all in the same place for absolutely different reasons
but we are here
This is phenomenal
no one else around seems to think so
except maybe the one person on drugs
Why does no one care
about the vastness of rabble
The sea of gatherers
formed only by chance
Wait a minute
this bus isn’t the only one
It comes every 12 minutes
If I had missed this bus,
I would have been placed amongst a different kind
I would have different questions
I would learn a new lesson
and that new set of experiences
happen every twelve minutes
not even that
There are nearly 100 bus lines in San Francisco
Not to mention metro and bart
Theres the cities north of the bay
east of the bay
and all their bus lines
Every city in this state outside the bay area
and every city in every state outside California
as well as every city in every country outside the United States
all the ones with some systematic, chronic flow of public vehicles
More than one could count
The hours of stories one could develop
of life one could experience
questions one could have answered
Wisdom one could gain
need not be found at the top of the world
or the bottom of the ocean
or the center of the universe
All you have to do is pause Angry Birds, or Doodle Jump, or whatever.
and look up
I haven’t been posting anything for a while cuz of work and business and friends and what not. I’ll get back on this shit.