whenever i give up in the faith in humanity (and my fellow bus rider) i always get renewed in hope.
i left my precious hoodie that i made for my 5* on the bus friday night. i sat and cried about it and did a little freaking out because i couldnt believe i lost something THAT important to me. anyways, i called first this morning asking if anyone had turned it in. describing it to a t. the lady on the phone said ‘i dunno luv but we do have a black hoodie in a grey bag at the depot’
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
i asked mike to stop by on his way home as our friend who he walks home with from time to time lives right around the corner from there and i was working until 5.30 and there would be no way id get there by 6pm.
yayayaya