The Bourne Bus.

I was in the presence of a couple Bourne-like assassinantion bombings. I was on a sschoolbus for some reason, toward the back and sat ni the seat with one of them, until he moved and sat in the vory back seat. I kept looknig over at him until he finally made the move to detonate the bomb. They weren’t very powerful, just intending to kill a few select people I guess. There was one where a young kid said he forgot his wallet so the bus wouldn’t stop to let others off (this was at my old high-school bus stop). I yelled to the driver that he was lying, and she decided to let other kids off. The guy ran to the front of the bus and blew up the bomb before they could get off. When he came back to his seat I could tell he was prepping a second. I started elbowing him in the head. He seemed pretty much unfased by it, and the swindow his head was banging against was super hard. I ket asking why he was doing this rather than just being a kid, and he said I sholud try doing soemthing other than smashing his head. I started telling him how I’d probably take some time to get to know him if he weren’t kiling people, and that if he’s looking for truth and honesty in society he was only harming that by giving government more power to controll things for “safety”. Then I woke up, because it’s 6 here, and I’ve been waking up almost every day at 6 because of this bloody time change. Back to sleep for me.