I overslept this morning. Figures.
I was a raving B*Tch Yesterday, so I deserved a little payback from Mother Nature.
Bus taking is usually reserved for Friday’s when the driver of my carpool is off. I usually catch the 6:12am, and I arrive at work at 7:00am. 30 minutes makes a huge difference in the amount of traffic into Manhattan. The 6:48am takes twice as long. Ugh.
Today I boarded the bus and there was a new phenomenon which redeemed the prospect of a late arrival. Empty seats.
Most mornings, since I am second to last stop before we head into Manhattan, every seat is full with at least one person. There is room for two, so I have a seat mate. I just love asking them to move their bags so I can sit down.
The “it’s such a bother” face is always a nice greeting. Some folks are nice though and say “good morning” instead.
I usually juggle my bags into my lap and strategically open my coffee to not give my seat mate an unwelcome bath. Omg could you imagine if I did that?
However today, there would be none of that. No juggling, no gymnastics.
Climbing into the empty seat I position myself near the window and place my bags on the aisle seat. No one gets on at the next stop, I am home free!! Full seat possession is mine!!
The seat backs are high enough that I can compress myself down into their “walls” and pretend I am totally alone. They also lean back slightly so I assume a totally relaxed posture. It’s my little corner of the universe.
I can only see the person directly to my left and today that seat is empty, the person in front of me is asleep, as well as the person behind me. I noticed that little factoid when I got on the bus.
I am by myself. I can do whatever I want in my little corner of the universe. I take my coffee out of my purse and instead of worrying about it spilling, I drink it enthusiastically, sweeping motions versus cramped elbows. The joys of looking out the window and enjoying my cup of joe, completely alone.
I pull out my phone and scan the news. I can do that easily now and not have to balance two purses AND that coffee.
For the next 30 minutes, time is all mine. Maybe I will play some Words With Friends? Or check my Facebook.
I don’t worry about my life outside the little bus seat. It will be waiting for me when I get off. For now I am in my little corner of the universe and it is just great.