When the bus breaks down.
This morning, I was driving to work and saw a city bus broken down on the side of the road. There weren't any people on it, but there was a service truck parked behind it, and a guy underneath on his back with a tool fixing something. It got me thinking about things (as one often does, on a car ride to work,) and I thought I'd share. Mostly because a lot is going on right now, and I want to process how I'm feeling and what crazy, unpredictable, anxious thoughts are tumbling around in my brain. As you can see from the time stamp of this post, the year is 2020. It's been a really, terribly, unfathomably unpredictable year for most humans on Earth for one reason or another. First, there's a literal worldwide pandemic happening right now called COVID-19. It's currently taken the lives of 1.29 million people and over 52 million have gotten the virus. It's turned almost every aspect of "everyday life" on its head. Restaurants are closing. Bars close ea