I’m late. Waiting at the lights, I can see the bus coming down the hill towards me. I don’t cross the road, too dangerous. I wait for the green man. When he appears, I cross, and the bus is coming up to the stop. I walk fast and make it to the doors, tucking my cane into my shoulder so I can have both hands free to get out my card. The bus driver is looking at me.
/ I Feel You Brother
/ I Feel You Brother
/ I Feel You Brother
I’m late. Waiting at the lights, I can see the bus coming down the hill towards me. I don’t cross the road, too dangerous. I wait for the green man. When he appears, I cross, and the bus is coming up to the stop. I walk fast and make it to the doors, tucking my cane into my shoulder so I can have both hands free to get out my card. The bus driver is looking at me.