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January 9, 2012
I took the bus from downtown tonight for the first time in several months. Dennis was sitting across the aisle, talking about work for a good 25 minutes. I didn't want to be rude, so I maintained eye contact and occasionally contributed. When there was a lull in the conversation, I began to unwind, aware of how quickly the time passed compared to when I first rode the bus last year. I remembered Lisa, who had since left the job. Sometimes she'd sit quietly in front of me; her ear was pierced in two places. I remember her laugh most.