Buses Pt.2
I think Buses are the perfect metaphor for life. I think they explain the way of life in the best possible way. You get on a bus, you meet people and learn so much from them. There are people that you know, the people that you love, sometimes just people that exist and also sometimes the people you hate. But they are there on the journey with you. Sometimes there are bumps, there are speed breakers but at the same time there is harmony and peace. Sometimes you want to jump off the bus but sometimes you want to stay in it forever. Sometimes you see people that you love leave or jump off the bus unexpectedly and that breaks your heart. But you're not alone. You are surrounded by people, who in a way or other help you recover. Sometimes your bus is too filled but yet you feel lonely. The loneliness doesn’t stem due to the lack of quantity of people but rather by the quality of the people around you. Sometimes there are barely any people but yet you feel fulfilled. But sometimes...
