dance #339, lurching along on the 196

Tuesday November 24, 2009

Lurching along on the 196

6:30 p.m. Riding the new busway through a dark night wasteland of oil tanks and electrical fields and buried pipelines. Sloping hills and long curves. It’s a lonely route. I think about the upcoming winter winds and snow. The dance is the bus thrusting forward into the night and the wobble and swerves and flow of my body in a passenger seat facing forward. I’m weary after waiting 20 minutes for the bus after this long day. Another misty November night. I miss Alice.

~ by nmyers on November 29, 2009.