Where Else Would This Happen???

A little while back, I found myself at a bus stop with too much time and not much to do.

So I pulled out a notebook and started working on a song.

Imagine the scene, if you will. A generously sized lady, pacing back and forth at a bus stop, notebook in hand, singing her lungs out.  Anywhere else, I'd expect catcalls and/or a cop pulling over to see if I was okay (read, is this a crazy lady?).

Instead, I  got a couple horn honks, and a shouted "You go, girl!"

I love Nashville!!!
Plaid Plaid
31-35, F
Nov 29, 2012