I take the bus everyday, back and forth from school. And things happens on the bus, if one don’t sleep or bury oneself in a book. I usually listen to music and look out the window, pretty normal I believe.
From time to time, the people I sit down by are of the talking kind, and we end up talking about, well, everything, really. Like today, a lady and I went through my hair colour, our eyesight, how tired she had been lately, nuts, dinner, Ipods that has to be charged every other day and the new jacket I’ve bought.