I wanna be a bus driver. I’m serious. If I ever tire of psychology or whatever numb-nut idea I’ve got going on, when I’m over hanging out with my FBI ladies and all that junk, I might take up bus driving. Maybe I’ll retire early and pick it up. It seems fanscinating, getting to know your routes and regulars. Way better than being a train operator, all they see are tunnels.
Yup. I’ve lost it.