Shortly after publishing my last post, the Colorado Springs Shuttle bus arrived at the Clarion Hotel to pick up me and another woman. Several passengers were already aboard the shuttle, including an obsequious gent who introduced himself as a former Northwest Airlines pilot (I'm sorry...) and his wife or girlfriend who was showing pictures of her sportscar to anyone who would indulge her. I did not. They both chattered less as we got under way and eventually grew silent. I read a Kindle book (http://amzn.to/22AmQMe) and drew a mountainscape on my Note 5 smartphone. The shuttle ride was smooth, again consternating my quest for an adventuresome narrative arc and limiting me to flat character study.