dear things that happen in life (in this case the 16 degree night-time weather in chicago, other times hunger, sickness, unemployment),
thank you for sometimes reminding me/us that we can't always take care of ourselves.
and dear school i attend,
thanks for sending vans around to drive your poor students safely home on cold, dark nights.
dear all you approx 17 year old college freshmen on my bus/van,
oh you're all so weird, but these days i find it so very cute. you really stay in the library until ALL hours of the night. what a weird school this is! and you love it! and i know you're brilliant. sometimes i think it'd be nice if some social-- especially spacial when it comes to entering, riding, exiting, and allowing others to enter/exit the buses-- awareness were a little more on your priority list. but...since you're going to run all the particle accelerators and craft the next waves of theories du jour for all disciplines, i'll happily let it slide.
all smiles,
c
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