I often think about making love on the bus.
<p>I often think about making love on the bus. After teaching class, I stop by a small family mart and pick up a snack. It’s not that I’m hungry for junk food, but the bus has me so dizzy that if I don’t Eat, I’ll throw up by the time I arrive in new Taipei.</p>
<p>Did you ever see me on the bus? I’m the one with a ponytail and writing away on her cellphone. The people around me are sleeping, or staring out the windows. Because the night outside is so nice to stare at-they look at the passing ikea, bright Christmas lights, and go back to being cellphone slaves.</p>
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