musings
The bus driver waved to nobody in particular. Nobody in particular waved back.
This is where the manual gets vague.
A collection of small emergencies.
Somewhere, a scientist is getting fired for this.
He found the exact line between crisis and inconvenience.
He came prepared for several possible conversations.
No one wanted to sit down after the machine said, “Do not mistake the body for the patient.”
The first rule of puddle club is no one admits they’re in puddle club.
There was no policy for fruit with unclear intentions.
I don’t think he was reading the schedule. I think the schedule was reading him.
