this little life of mine

So, I signed up for a river of stones  (aros) writing project at the end of last year, and while I have counted a couple January entries as "stones" simply becasue I tried to describe something better than I normaly would have, neither were really within the spirit of the project. So, I'm starting over. Beginning now, with this little stone:

returning students/means a very full bus, and/the end of comfort