He’d decided he was going to seize the tiger by its tail today. Instead of waiting for his bus on the one-way road between the skyscrapers of downtown like he did every day, looking up to catch a glimpse of the woman from his dreams as she crossed the skyway above his head, he had decided to miss his bus to try and meet her there.

While he waited, he glanced out the winter-frosted glass panes and watched the pedestrians below, and there he saw the woman of his dreams climbing aboard the bus he rode every day.

© Michael Raven

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