Wednesday, September 17, 2008

She is curled up and.

She is curled up and it can't possibly be comfortable. Her body pressed against the seat and her eyes closed. I am a little ashamed because I find her so beautiful, just in this instant, relaxed and asleep. All of a sudden she is awake, running to the front of the bus, all flustered apologies and flushed skin. I wonder what her smile looks like.