Reflections on a bus


You think, when you are in High School, that once you graduate you will not have to stay out in the rain and wind waiting for a cramped bus in the morning. Yet it so happens that that experience never ends. Today at 8:45 sharp I was out at the street corner of my dorm waiting in the cold for the bus (which is always slightly late).

Being college basically upgrades the bus experience. Now as a college student I am allowed to actually stand while the bus is moving. I have no option of seat belts. And you have weird people siting next to you. This reflection came about when I was looking out the window and a yellow school bus came to a stop next to my public transportation bus.

Just when you think you moved on to new things: the past comes by and reminds you that you haven’t changed as much as you think you have.