For the past year or so I’ve been dreaming about getting lost on Pittsburgh’s bus system. I usually end up walking in circles around some construction site, mall, or vintage shop—or I find myself in a childhood memory that actually has nothing to do with Pittsburgh. Genuinely, I think one of the main messages of this dream is that I need to suck it up and get my driver’s license. Its deeper meaning, probably having to do with whether this city really is my place, is gonna go ignored for a bit longer I think.
