The bus did not come for the second time in the last 2 weeks. When I had to go to work.

Did I ever mention how much I dislike Pittsburgh Port Authority? Unreliable and inconsiderate.

Out in the wintery cold of Pittsburgh, I stood at the bus stop waiting for the 64a. A busy interaction of cars and people. I saw Queenie, the administrator come by. She asked me if I needed a ride…to campus. Then I saw Kayre going to the bus to campus. I saw myself standing there for almost an hour, seeing people I know.

I apologized for taking up space in front of the Curves doorstep, eating my breakfast near the newspaper stand. Yogurt. My badly cooked cranberry pancakes drenched in syrup and butter to hide the taste. I had a weak smile on my face as I saw the 61D pass by me, then the 61C thrice.

I finally gave in and called my co-workers, feeling carless and helpless standing on that intersection of Forbes and Murray, surrounded by people going to work.