The man sitting on the bus next to me is definitely taking up much more than his share of the seat. I am sure he is asleep but his leg keeps uncomfortably pressing against mine. I know he is quite a bit bigger than I but why can’t he just spew into the aisle instead of into me?
I guess awkward stranger body to body contact is something you just have to get used to commuting with the masses into a place like Manhattan every morning.
I close my eyes and attempt to sleep, trying to pretend the offending leg is just my boyfriend’s or something along those lines….
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