TABLE OF CONTENTS by Ryan Russell as "Bob Knuth"
Dawn, April 15th. It takes me an hour and a half to walk to the Greyhound bus station in town. I buy a ticket for Las Vegas; it s the next bus to leave that goes to one of my cities, which seems somehow appropriate. I have a 40 minute wait in the station until my bus boards. The ride to Las Vegas will take most of the day. I peruse the newsstand at the station and buy a paper and a Tom Clancy novel.
I m slightly hungry, but the bus station food is disgusting. No doubt, later I will be starving enough to give in and eat some; there s nothing but bus stations between here and Las Vegas. This will be the first day in nearly a year that I haven t eaten from my prescribed menu. This will be the first day in nearly a year that I have not done a lot of things. I don t have any vitamins to take.
They make the boarding call, and I file onto the bus. It s not very crowded, and I have no problem finding a seat by myself near the driver. I need to hear any communications that he makes on the radio.
I try to relax and read, but it s useless. I can t sleep either.
I think I got away with it. I won t know for certain until sometime tomorrow, and I won t know how much I ve netted, total, for a few weeks.
