On this day, I rushed for a bus that did not exist. What a bummer. What’s worse is that this is not the first, or the second, time this has happened. Oh please I hope it’s the last.
The bus schedule is easy to check. It’s online. I’m online. I just need to take a minute to put those things together in the name of common sense, before I rush for the bus.
On the other hand, I have learned how to use the gift of unexpected open time. This time it was a latte and a phone chat with a good friend, sitting in the train part of South Station, under the tote board that makes ticka-ticka-ticka sounds as the trains schedules post, even though though the board is 100% electronic and those sounds are only artificial nostalgia. It works for me!