June 2, 2000.

The bus is back - a reminder that since most people have a regimen or timetable, I pass(ed) through the time-frame of their morning activities twice as the time of dawn got later and now gets earlier again.
These
interactions provide me with a strange sense of being from another time and
dropping voyeuristically in and out of the pattern of other people’s lives. In
fact I am the observer and the observed.