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Sunday, January 27, 2019

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A Long Trip

Everybody forced to get in because every second did count.

Yes. I was inside one of the public transports we got here.
Let us call it a commuter or most of the time, a bus.
Weekdays, 1.5 hours to the not-so-amazing building, 2 hours back to lovely home.

Airpods on, playlist repeated over and over again.
When I was not too sleepy, perhaps a classic game can help kill the time.

The best thing was to observe people.

The guy with a black shirt was sitting there with an office bag.
He was bored and switched on his phone scrolling on some feeds.
Oops, somebody came. An old woman with pink blouse and an old bag.
He stared at his left, oh no, another old woman. He then stood up and let her have the seat.

You know, there was a time when an old man was suddenly possessed inside the bus.
I was sitting in front of him. The operator asked everyone to move forward.
I was chilled, and not moving. The old man kept on screaming and, I did not understand him, he took off his shirt and socks. He was sweating and his eyes opened wide.

"Next stop..."

Okay, there you go. The operator forced him to get out from the bus because of the chaos he caused. Everyone helped the operator to persuade him to get out. Finally, a security from the bus halt came and carried him out. Hmm. Such a relief.

Anyway, I have to finish my task first. Shall talk about this long trip another time.
If you want to, you can have your own unique experience and share it here.

Happy observing!