On The Way Home…

I’m sleepy as all get-out. Stumbling on two feet.

Next to me on the bus on the last leg home: conservative-looking face, not-quite-conservative wear, blonde hair, dressed for the chill in the air. Her legs, crossed. Her manner, sedate.

Out comes the most outrageous sneeze. “w-AAAA  CHOOO-CHOO-CHOO!”

She goes right back back to being staid. Looks off into the distance, in my direction.

I’m grinning my ass off, but she doesn’t see me.

It didn’t wake me up any more, though.

Still, entertaining.


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