(Heroin) Lean

so, i was in fells today doing some specialty shop shopping. warnings of freezing rain this morning didn't really materialize. it's a balmy 40+ degrees, so i took to the streets (which means i got in a taxi) and hit Su Casa, Ten Thousand Villages, and Sound Garden for a few presents i knew i wouldn't find anywhere else.

in an effort to save some cost, i vowed to take the bus back home. after stopping off at teavolve for a 20 dollar bill breaking latte and mini scone, i headed to the no. 11 stop.

i saw him from a block ahead. from that distance, this man was apparently defacing the posted bus schedule. when i got closer, i saw that he was trying desperately to read it. as soon as i showed up, he asked for my help. once we assessed the current time, i was able to let him know that it would be a mere seven minutes before the next towson bound bus showed up.

on time for once, the 11 pulled up right at 2:23 and i boarded. what luck! the till was busted, so i was able to repocket my 1.60. my obviously high fellow stop waiter boarded after me. the driver had to tell him three times that he didn't need to pay.

then he sat down. it wasn't long before he was nodding off, nearly falling all the way to the floor several times--but he always managed to pull himself up before reaching the point of no return. i'd been making a game of guessing what drug he must be on up to that point.

the lean paved the way for my a ha! yes... the heroin lean.

it's christmastime in the city...