In an Ice-Cold Scandinavian Bus Station, I Met an Angel

He knew my name

Woman in a fur coat, looking out a window at a snowy scene.
Photo by Andrea Piacquadio from Pexels

“Are you David?” he said. He looked about 50 years old. On his nose perched rimless glasses, behind which he had kind but tired eyes. He wore the navy blue uniform of the bus company he worked for. Beneath his blue sweater was a carefully pressed white shirt. He had thinning, mousy blonde hair.

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David Majister

David Majister

10x top writer. World traveler (26 countries). Runner (1k+ miles). Meditator (9.5k minutes). Introvert. Wild swimmer. Story maker.