It was the first day of spring.
The sun did its best to blunt the chill wind that shook the heads of the first bright blooms of the year.
I was on a bus. A fucking bus. With all the bus wankers*
*it is cool to drive a bus. It is not cool being cargo/ballast.
Ive had enough of the bus, I thought. The seats are small and uncomfortable and I am big and fat. There is no love in me for any of the bus.
Smug pricks in cars passed by.
I want to be a smug prick again.
So lets go buy a car.