Twenty-Past Five.

There's a bus I've been getting on for the past few years when going to college or uni.

There's only two a day. One there and one back. It's almost like a mystery bus because no one really know of its existence unless you're going where it goes which is in the countryside. It's like the most bizarre bus because it's not like a public bus where there's stop buttons or plastic poles to hold onto. It's the kind where you would go on a trip when you were at school.


Basically, I'm sitting on this bus now. The rain the banging on the window and it feels like I'm at home in the gargantuan bus which isn't really a bus at all, it's a place you can get on and the driver knows your name and when you get off he wishes you a nice evening. The kind were they kind of make up the prices but loves it when you have a pass because they are off the hook.

This seems silly writing a post about a bus but honestly, at 7:30 in the morning where there's people snoring or at 5:20 in the pouring rain, everyone seems like family.

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