It was one saturday night and I was waiting for bus 66 on chicago and state.
I feel lonely at the bus stops. Always. The deep lonely feeling that I don't even know it is there, that I hardly have time for or even try to acknowledge, comes to my conscience whenever I am at the bus stop.
So someone like me, standing at the bus stop alone on Saturday night is not a desirable situation to be.
Luckily, this time, I had a luxury of having a musician as my company.
I gave him a dollar and I don't think a buck justifies what his presence and his performance that night at that time did to me.