Random Acts of Randomness: A Unique Bus Ride

Sometimes when I ride the bus to work, I close my eyes, and rather than the dry, semi-industrial slash construction zone scenery, I can see a lush forest of green with running waters. I can see country side colors, and rocky mountain landscapes. Even then, sometimes that gets old and then the world becomes painted in bright and unusual colors, nothing remains it's shape in reality, and animated shapes and creatures populate the open space. Roads become way higher than possibly engineered, giving a sky-scraper-top view of the city below, with criss-crossing pathways that twirl and loop with endless directions. Oh! The places you'll go...