Heals The Original Dryness

so there's this guy who begining of the quarter seemed to always be on my bus monday and wednesday mornings. and i'd occasionally see him on buses going off campus too. anyway, one of those people you see all the time but never talk to, similar to my upstairs neighbor who i hear all the time but never see (or talk to... shut up it makes sense in my head) anyway, the other week, i got on the bus and was standing right next to him sitting, and then a couple stops later the person he was sitting next to got off and he scooted over one and since i was standing right there, i sat down. whoa, i'm sitting next to this guy i see all the time, i wonder if he sees me back/notices me. i really notice him because he looks a lot like jian's bf (who i apparently met and hit on at hamlet day) but i probably don't look like someone he knows, or do i? the only reason i can think he's noticed me is various times i've been talking to someone else on the bus while he was right there. anyway, so sitting next to him. the florecents turn off for the west entrance and empire grade, and just as we're getting used to the dark, they flick back on again for western drive. he makes a spontanious "aaa.." like aaa, my eyes, the light, it burns, and i chuckle and say "yeah"... our first interaction... how sweet... so anyway, eventually when we get back into cell phone service area he calls his housemate and makes plans for the evening, something involving beer, and i decide to use that as a conversation in, and we chat a bit, i find out he lives over on 7th avenue, i decide to miss my stop so i can ride down to the metro with him, you know its only a few blocks, and its conversation. we get off the bus and go our seperate ways. now probably for a number of reasons, i don't see him for a good couple weeks. him skipping class, me missing buses, him probably taking other buses, me staying up on campus, stuff like that. so this morning, oh! weird morning too, i woke up very awake at 11:20-ish and was so convinced that i could not be this awake at 11:20-ish that i was sure i was reading the clock wrong and was just utterly confused by the entire situation, i'm sitting at the bus stop, wondering if i missed my bus again, debating if i should try walking to the metro center, wondering if i did that if i would run into this guy who i hadn't seen for a couple weeks, and the idea of like the figment of your imagination that haunts you until you confront it and it disappears (think dancing baby episode of ally mcbeal, man that was a while ago...) cause well since i had talked to him we no longer ran into each other randomly, but low and behold, i had not missed the bus and the boy was sitting in the back. we talked about politics and cynicism and stuff. still don't know his name. i kinda like it that way.