Thank you rain!

Right now, as I type this, I'm standing in the rain avoiding my friend Ron at the bus station. That's right. I'm using the rain as a shield. If I wanted to stand under the overhang that'd put me directly in his personal space bubble.

At least I think it's him. Honestly I don't know. I haven't looked at him because I'm afraid he'll recognize me. I'm wearing my rain coat with a hat pulled way down with my hood on so as to discourage people from talking to me. I'm just assuming as much because this guy keeps creeping towards me. Maybe not though, because if it was him he'd probably be chatting me up.

Shit I spoke too soon.

Good news! He's getting his own place. (Where does he live now? Maybe with Damont and Howard. I don't know I didn't ask.) He's been busy. Apparently.

Yesterday when I got on the bus in Greensboro there was an older gentlemen that sat in the seat in front of me and said 'Watch out, here he comes.' Thankfully he was just poking fun at me (his words) because he saw me wave him off from sitting with me the other morning and found it funny. Actually he was very appreciative because he was tired of hearing Ron's damn mouth. The guy never shuts up. He's talking to the bus driver now. Can't a person enjoy their bus ride in the rain in silence so they could get in a quick nap? No, that's not going to happen today.

At least he's not sitting with me this morning.

Thank you rain.