tie yr shoes

We were on a bus in Chicago, headed for somewhere far away. She was outside on the sidewalk, we thought she was still in New York, she was trying to get his attention and he kept not seeing her. So I told him to look. She was in the sunshine and looked pretty happy, I guess. The bus kept moving, and pretty soon we got to somewhere with snow on the ground. I had to tie my bootlaces, but for some reason this meant getting off the bus. I told him I'd catch up. But God, how they wouldn't stay tied. I was out on the edges of that road, snowy trees to my left, tying and retying for a long time. When I finally got there, it was sunny again and we were all working at some strange version of the Lincoln Park Zoo, preparing for some sort of performance or event.