Oh gosh, not another bus journey post?

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Having established that much of my life is spent travelling on buses, it comes to my attention that it's all I'm able to talk about. Well, buses and the ghost in the toilet cubicle at work, young Weeing Wendy. So, here's another post about my bus journey. I have a tendency to fall fast asleep on the bus. Not just a micro-nap, the sort which sees you close your eyes for seconds, only to jerk suddenly awake looking like an imbecile. No. This is the sleep of the Dead. And it always happens the same way. I get my phone out and play some games. My bag is on the seat next to me, its strap wrapped around my arm lest anyone should feel the need to run off with it. I don't feel myself go. I just wake up half an hour down the road {sometimes less, sometimes more} with my phone still in my hand, halfway through a game. Anything could happen and I wouldn't know. This is only recent behaviour. Perhaps I'm just getting old. Maybe I should start reading and stop playing. Somewhere on the World Wide Web there is probably a photo {or two} of me, fast asleep on the bus. Mouth open, dribble running down my chin ... Yikes! I need to stop sleeping on buses. I'll be getting me a reputation. *sigh*