i was so happy when the finally bus came, i almost ran to greet it, afraid it might try to leave without me. the driver got out of the bus, i told him how i didn't have a ticket to white river junction, he said once we got there i could just buy one. i got on the bus, happy to be finally on my way home, happy that i didn't have to share my seats with anyone.
i got my supplemental ticket at white river junction, which i found out was actually unnecessary, since they didn't even take that ticket, they just took my white river junction to boston ticket, which i had already when i bought my round trip ticket a few days ago. but it's better to be honest, makes it easier to sleep at nights. i immediately fell asleep as soon as we started rolling. i instinctively woke up minutes away from boston, putting my shoes back on getting ready to get off once we arrived at south station. the familiarity of returning to boston felt nice, and the ability to decide where i wanted to go was also a relief. while waiting for the subway to arrive at south station, i talked with a woman who just came to boston via bus from seattle, because it's cheaper than flying. she was visiting her boyfriend, who's up in lawrence, and had to catch the commuter train from north station. "how will you get back to seattle, then?" i asked her. "my boyfriend actually has my car. it's a long story," she lamented. "i might stay, i might go back, long story."
30 minutes later i was back home in cambridge.
after a shower, i made some soup for lunch, and then in the evening i went over to my parents' place for dinner.