A desk is a dangerous place from which to watch the world.– John le Carre
yaramaznick: Like This, a poem by Rumi as read...
Ride Me Sideways
2 I had entered. The bus was running late and as per usual, I was running early. I hopped on, entered the threshold and took my seat near the rear door. Florence and the Machine was whispering sweet nothings into my ear but all of that was drowned out by the roar of the engine. The roar. It was so loud that not even my iPod on full blast would do anything for me. A girl walked in and sat in front...