sleeping on the bus, taken for a ride,grins and sniggers,home.

eventually.
it's been a while,but i'm nodding off on the bus again.
although at the moment,and god knows why,
i find myself waking up as the bus picks up at my stop.
weird that.

it's like when i used to go to northampton on saturday mornings after work.
i'd find myself waking up as the bus went up the hill to the greyfriars.
a kind of 6th sense thing going on maybe.

although i have found myself getting off my bus at the wrong stop once or twice,
having woken up feeling like shit then facing a 3 mile walk home.

life eh?

Similar thing I used to do, Eric. In my case if I overslept by a stop, it was always worth me staying on an extra two more and walking home a more scenic route that was only fractionally longer.

Meanwhile the title is from "Nothing Ever Happens" by Del Amitri

what title?
the header?
no way.