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the people on the bus go round and round

there are a number of ways for me to negotiate the space between my home and my office. the fastest is the spiffy new express bus line, which is what i've taken in the mornings, but in the evenings, i've been more lax and have ended up taking the "scenic" route, or rather one of two scenic routes, which go through different areas of suburban industrial parks, although one does pass by the fairy castle, which kind of counts as scenic. if you're into gaudy fairy castles.

today, i specifically left on time to catch the express bus home and, like any normal person, i went to the stop on the opposite side of the road to where i disembark in the morning.

except when going in the opposite direction, the bus is actually going in the same direction it is in the morning. say what? it's true. somehow, the bus bends time and space and so the northbound [which is really westbound but the stm calls it northbound] bus i take in the morning is still northbound when it passes itself going down the same street in the opposite direction. how the hell is that even possible, stm???

anyway, after bouncing around the intersection for twenty minutes and consulting the stm's mobile app, which refuses to even acknowledge the existence of the express bus if you ask it to plan a route for you and tells you the southbound stop has been moved WITHOUT TELLING YOU WHERE when you search the bus route, my phone's gps tells me that the southbound stop [although the bus is really going east] is actually the very same stop where i arrive in the morning, going north, which is really west.

bottom line, i spent way too much time sitting in the sun, watching a lot of buses go to places i didn't want to go until, on the advice of my phone, i got on the bus at my morning stop, which is theoretically taking me even further away from home with every rotation of its tires.

i have no idea where i am, other than being around a building that makes tiles and a building that makes cables and to be honest, i'm not even sure about that, because i'm not certain i got the french word for "tiles" correct, so it could be a building that makes cyanide pills for secret agents. perhaps montreal is the world capital of cyanide pills and they're hiding the factory somewhere in a rift in the fabric of dimensional space.

i'm sort of hoping that the bus eventually stops somewhere, if only because i'm sure i'll eventually need to pee.

in the meantime, at least i scored a seat.

oh, and dom just texted to ask if i was waiting for the rain to stop. below is a picture of the sky where i am. obviously, i'm not getting home any time soon...

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