I was riding a bus once, which was rare at the time as I usually took the street car, and i had taken some acid earlier and was coming back from a 4ish mile walk from the river to a flag store and at the bus stop this guy starts talking and showing me the slingshot he has. He’s telling me all about the different kinds of slingshot and some weird stuff too but the whole time be is shooting dried beans across the street. He’s like a sniper. He’s calling out letters on signs across the street and just nailing them without breaking conversational stride. The bus came and I got on and he didn’t. He wasn’t even waiting for a bus, he was just excited about the slingshot I guess.

After I got on the bus I sat in a double seat by myself and my friends took similar positions. A lady got on at the next stop and sat next to me. She was a French expat who, at the advice of her psychiatrist, was riding the bus and practicing having conversations with people. She told me all that immediately upon sitting down. Then we had a pretty normal conversation for what felt like forever but could only have been 15 minutes.