Route Anywhere



The bus drove past the old motel on the corner of Corner of 5th and somewhere. I don't come to this part of town a whole lot. I hardly know it. I didn't mean to get on this bus, but I didn't have a destination in mind. It was either this or the another that would take me to another part of town less traveled. The other part of town was more interesting. This part is what those making pit stops from the just off the highway see; it isn't what the town really is. The motel and the diner across from it have to be the only places not owned by a corporate chain. Though, no one's sure who owns the motel.

I lean against the window and watch the cars go by. I plan to ride the bus the whole loop. Or until the bus driver says the bus is out of service. I don't think is a line that does that. I see a desperate runner from the back window. Before I can say anything to the driver, we've already passed the stop. Oops. Well, what's an extra fifteen minutes ?

It doesn't matter where I'm going, as long as I'm going there.