As Tim followed me up the narrow stairwell, he playfully pinched my butt with every step, a pleasant (and painful–in a black-and-blue sort of way) reminder that all I had yearned for as a student twenty-five years before had come true, even if I hadn’t taken the time to notice it until now: I was happy. At twenty years old, had I articulated what I thought I needed in life, I would have probably said a big house, a successful husband, and a great career. Yet all I really needed for true happiness was the homeless, unemployed bus driver right behind me, pinching my butt every step of the way.
Doreen Orion, Queen of the Road: The True Tale of 47 States, 22,000 Miles, 200 Shoes, 2 Cats, 1 Poodle, a Husband, and a Bus with a Will of Its Own