A column from Single Minded by Jane Ganahl
Jane Ganahl, author of Naked on the Page, reads a column originally written for Mother's Day, which later spun off into her book. What's next for Jane Ganahl? Naked on the Page could be a TBS television series!
I see you every Friday, standing on the 14L, even if there is an open seat, or a whole row of open seats, even if the bus is half empty, you never sit-your neck wrapped in a plaid scarf, mcdba certification the broken pair of reading glasses, one lens missing, balanced on the bridge of your prominent nose, mcdst and always the white earbuds stuffed inside your hairy ear-holes and your plain brown shoes tap-tapping away, your left foot aflutter as you hum a nervous tune through closed human lips, lips sealed tight, never showing your teeth. mcitp You spend a lot of time pretending to be in the throes of some tune, but I know you are not. mcp Your ipod is turned off, or maybe broken, I’ve seen its little dead screen.
