bus

Mama, I know you used to ride the bus. Riding the bus and it__ hot and bumpy and crowded and too noisy and more than anything in the world you want to get off and the only reason in the world you don__ get off is it__ still fifty blocks from where you__e going? Well, I can get off right now if I want to, because even if I ride fifty more years and get off then, it__ the same place when I step down to it. Whenever I feel like it, I can get off. As soon as I__e had enough, it__ my stop. I__e had enough.

And the bell jangled, the driver started. The bus whirled off, to the last stop, the lonely room, the lonely night.

and so I opened my eyes and I opened my mind and I saw something I never would have noticed on a bicycle unless I was going very, very fast down a very long hill. Because of the speed of the bus and how I was exerting no effort, the telephone wires on the side of the road, sagging between poles, went up and down with the same rhythm as my heartbeat.

You go into extinction by being obsessed about becoming something else and then travelling in the wrong car while your real self keeps waiting at the bus stop for your unfulfilled return!

They were actually sitting at a table, like two old friends, not like the hunterand the hunted. And it wasn't especially awkward. They were comfortable together,despite the fact that she'd hit him with a bus. Maybe his scheme would work.

When I was in junior high school, I used to think that Disney's 1990's paranormal television program 'So Weird' was every kid's ideal life - not going to school, living on a tour bus, having rockstar parents, traveling all over North America and never staying in one place for more than a week or so. Of course, eventually the realization hits you that the kids out there who really do live like this, pulling up stakes every week and never staying with their friends or having a permanent residence, aren't really happy.

Upstairs on a bus! It__ Unbelievable

You need mountains, long staircases don't make good hikers.

Why ships won't use roads, is why cars won't travel on oceans. When the position is wrong, the leader won't be right.

From the top of the bus she could see the vast bowl of London spreading out to the horizon: splendid shops with mannequins in the window, interesting people and already a much bigger world.

Life is similar to a bus ride.The journey begins when we board the bus. We meet people along our way of which some are strangers, some friends and some strangers yet to be friends. There are stops at intervals and people board in.At times some of these people make their presence felt, leave an impact through their grace and beauty on us fellow passengers while on other occasions they remain indifferent.But then it is important for some people to make an exit, to get down and walk the paths they were destined to because if people always made an entrance and never left either for the better or worse, then we would feel suffocated and confused like those people in the bus, the purpose of the journey would lose its essence and the journey altogether would neither be worthwhile nor smooth.

I get so god damn lonely and sad and filled with regrets some days. It overwhelms me as I__ sitting on the bus; watching the golden leaves from a window; a sudden burst of realisation in the middle of the night. I can__ help it and I can__ stop it. I__ alone as I__e always been and sometimes it hurts_. but I__ learning to breathe deep through it and keep walking. I__ learning to make things nice for myself. To comfort my own heart when I wake up sad. To find small bits of friendship in a crowd full of strangers. To find a small moment of joy in a blue sky, in a trip somewhere not so far away, a long walk an early morning in December, or a handwritten letter to an old friend simply saying __ thought of you. I hope you__e well.__o one will come and save you. No one will come riding on a white horse and take all your worries away. You have to save yourself, little by little, day by day. Build yourself a home. Take care of your body. Find something to work on. Something that makes you excited, something you want to learn. Get yourself some books and learn them by heart. Get to know the author, where he grew up, what books he read himself. Take yourself out for dinner. Dress up for no one but you and simply feel nice. it__ a lovely feeling, to feel pretty. You don__ need anyone to confirm it.I get so god damn lonely and sad and filled with regrets some days, but I__ learning to breathe deep through it and keep walking. I__ learning to make things nice for myself. Slowly building myself a home with things I like. Colors that calm me down, a plan to follow when things get dark, a few people I try to treat right. I don__ sometimes, but it__ my intent to do so. I__ learning.I__ learning to make things nice for myself. I__ learning to save myself.I__ trying, as I always will.

Travelling shouldn't be just a tour, it should be a tale.

Trekking means a travelling experience with a thrilling excitement.

Travelling the road will tell you more about the road than the google will tell you about the road.

Travel teaches as much as a teacher.

Be a true traveller, don't be a temporary tourist.

It was only when I finished the course and left my graduation diploma on the bus that I realised I'd become an actor.