I'm still shaken by the knowledge that I could very well have been hit by a bus yesterday morning.

I was nearing the end of my commute at an intersection. That particular intersection has a house with a brick wall that obscures my line of vision so I can't see the oncoming traffic much beyond 20 feet. I'd have to literally put myself within inches of rushing traffic to see (it's a very narrow street, too).

The light turned green so I pushed off. I heard a honk - and thank god for that, or I would have smacked right into or worse, ran over, by the bus. He ran the light and by the time he crossed it, it had turned red. I stopped just in time to feel the huge whoosh of air.

Needless to say I nearly pooped my pants. I complained to the bus company and they said they'll investigate. uh huh.