You’ll Pay, Maybe Not With Money, But You’ll Pay

Riding the bus really isn’t all that bad, unless you mind riding with a lot of people with mental health issues-some of those being alcoholism and or drug addiction.  It’s not for everyone.  I am able to deal with it fairly well, but there are times I get uneasy, especially if things start getting loud and agitated. Today the man sitting beside me began to box the hand strap hanging above us; a little disconcerting.

 I wondered why there seems to be more people with these issues on the bus rather than the subway-though the subway has its share-but is it because the bus is just cheaper and then I wondered if it’s also because of some claustrophobic issues of being underground on a train-that can be unnerving to some, or maybe the train simply doesn’t go where someone needs it to go?  I don’t know the answer, but  I’m  growing accustomed to the Beer Eau de Parfum.

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