random thoughts of mush and meaning

[dull_glitter]

before i get on the bus i often wish i have an ipod, however i've noticed i get enough enjoyment out of listening to what other people and the bus driver have to say that i'm not in agony over not having my ears plugged with music. i dig the sounds of the city as i sit and read in graffitied doorsteps downtown, also conversations of the bums in

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[stabbedbyspoon]

i am a firm advocate of public transportation. i ride the bus once in a while when i need to buy necessities. usually i read a book and listen to other people talking, most being very poor muncie "townies" (as college students call them). i used to make fun of these kinds people but now that i work with some and have gotten to know them i respect the residents of muncie a lot more.

public transport rocks, end of story!

simple as that.

[vert]

i know exactly how you feel and i miss your little scribbles sis.

and no matter how cliche, how much it's been overdone, how much of it has been overhyped, or even no matter how much you may be tired of me saying this, i love you. and i go through everyday thinking about you at least once (twice) and how you are. i also for the first time realize i don't even know what your LJ icon is. but no matter. i just keep thinking about the time when we'll finally be able to see each other and the world will be perfect. i know there's almost everything against the possibility that it will be that way. but just having that hope and something to aspire to, seemingly waiting for me sometime in the near yet unknown future, sets me at ease when things are at their worst.

in another cliched phrase, i miss you. i hope you are well. and i hope the world becomes littered with all of the inconsequential things that sneak up behind you and draw a smile on your face. i think that's what "the life", as people refer it to, is really made of.

love.