Mindscapes #2

 I was on the bus, listening to Vezpresmer Klezmer band, that one that plays hungarian-jewish music.

It was sunset time, shadows were stretching out along the world, the day was ending, clouds were being painted with evolving warm clouds. (edit: wtf, how do I do things like this)

Someone started eating an orange. I hate people who eat on the bus omg everything upsets me It felt incredibly right, that cheerful song and that citric smell. Jewish people would eat fruits in their parties, right? Drinking beer and eating traditional jewish food I don't know much about, but fruits felt like a nice idea.

Also, I started thinking of orange. The color, I mean. I never payed too much attention to that poor guy.