What's cool about the bus is that you can see everyone thinking.
Everyone is in his or her own world. Silent on the outside, but clearly not on the inside.
Everyone is facing a different destination.
A different day behind them.
A different day ahead of them.
The bus is just a plethora of individual inner monologues trapped in one space.
If you look around next time, you'll see it all surrounding you.
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