So it was, in some ways, a pretty awful ride home.
The first bus passed me up. I had a half dozen filthy, drunk, homeless people wandering around. They kept evaluating me
The bus pulls up. It is Buddy.
I told him he had made my day better. He said "You weren't expecting me huh?" And I said no but I was very happy to see him.
Very light talk on the way. In passing he mentioned I was "About his Mom's age".
Ouch. I may have brain damage but that is pretty clear. Message received.
It is after 8 pm I am still waiting on my last bus. It has had a series of - problems - today.
If I see the matchmaking driver again I am going to give her the go ahead.
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