Daydream Believer

I stood at the bus stop in the rain this morning. In fact, my whole morning started with rain--dark skies, no thunder, huge droplets. I promptly reset my alarm (no need to run) and went back to sleep. Then I woke up to more rain, a nice 2 block walk to the stop, and we're back at the beginning of my post.

So I'm at the bus stop, grumbling because it's 10 min late and I could've stayed dry at home, and the bus finally emerges, opens its doors, and swallows me. I slosh to the back, sit down and realize that the radio is exceptionally loud this morning. Cupid is playing. The swooney sound combined with the tappity tap of the rain lulled me into a trance.

Then the song ended, followed by some mundane Lubbock commercials, so I began looking at the people on the bus. Everyone else seemed to be in a trance, too. But the cool thing is that every seat was taken and all were filled with different generations, races, religions...all bobbing their heads to the motion of the bus.

When suddenly the commercials stop and Hooked on a Feeling bursts through like a rainbow [ok seriously, how funny is the slomo hand moving the 45 to the turntable?]. And it's like magic, like one of those coke commercials. I begin singing, uncontrollably, and at first Devon, the Freebird's employee, looks at me quizzically, but then joins in. As do the twins on the second row and the woman in front of Devon who looks like one of the Supremes. Finally, the whole bus is swaying and singing, "I-I-I-I-I am hooked on a feeling. I'm high on believing that you're in love with me."

It was amazing, a ray of sunshine in my day.

And then I realized, I was the only one singing.