the Sun.. today is a huge step towards the weekend. The thought of strong
smelling coffee and cinnamon rolls puts a smile on my face. I must be something
like the spectacle of the bus - because, really, have you seen many smiling passengers
in the early-in-the-morning line?
It's one of
those days that everything rolls just smoothly. I'm not sure if we're talking
on a cosmic scale, cause the Universe is too vast to let you know what it
thinks. But in my small corner of the world, it's just an easy day. Not so much in a holiday-like-style, as an afternoon in the pier kind of day - with a big cone of fluffy,
vanilla smelling ice cream. Yes, my stop is next. Time flies by, sometimes.
They should have vanilla sticks instead air fresheners in the bus. Oh, that smell.