Honky with a bus pass

You know how for many people having a car is a symbol of freedom? What with the whole “I can go where I want, open highway, wind in my whatever” and so on. Funny enough, I feel much the same way about my bus pass. It’s been years since I had one, and now I can go anywhere in the city without worrying about how much gas I’m using or when my next tuneup is due or even about traffic. I can relax, read, daydream out the window or even nap. I never appreciated public transportation so much before I was forced to get a car!