The Back of the Bus...

is a wonderful place...

This post is was inspired on my way home, on the shuttle bus.

When we are on the bus, we usually sit by the window and watch out for streets and where to get off. We see the world going by us in a flash, as we pass by quickly with a blur from the lack of speed on the bus.

If we are nervous about getting to a destination, we tend to stand near the front (behind the red/yellow line!) and watch for our destination through the front window, anxious about whether we are going to miss our stop and constantly shoot the driver looks and finally sigh a breath of relief when he tells you to get off at the next stop.

When we sit at the back of the bus, it's a different story. Many think of it as lovey-dovey couples snuggling at the back of the bus. The back of the bus is such an interesting place to be.

Yesterday, I sat at the back of the bus alone. It was the mini shuttle bus so I could see directly out the window and not have a big block behind the last seats before the window.

I looked out at the window behind and it was a completely different sight and different emotions washed up over me, like waves lapping the ocean.

I felt like I was on a plane, leaving the beautiful scenery behind as I depart to another place (eh, why sound like I'm dying). I guess it's the same effects as a plane would, you see things getting smaller and smaller from your sight until they eventually disappear.

I felt that leaving things behind was a pity, and you don't know when you'll ever get to see that view again. That reminded me to cherish the things we have now before they vanish into thin air out of sight.

I also somewhat felt the excitement of leaving on a jetplane and flying back home! But again, I'm never very excited beforehand, not until I actually arrive at the airport anyway.. And even then it stays dull until I touch down!!

So the next time you hop on a bus, try looking out of the window and see what you feel.