Bus Journey
A bus powers along a busy town road, slowing to an intersection, cars are moving about in the early morning traffic which has begun to die down as rush hour has faded away and most people are at their desks working.
In side this bus nearly empty sits a young man, silent and dazed from his morning, still recovering from waking up 3 hours before. Lost in no thoughts, as the bus slows to the intersection, he notices in a completely clean street a full bin bag that has been blown into the road by the days unusually strong winds.
The bin bag had been burst open by a car and the bags contents was now every where and the bits of it were being picked up by the wind and danced about which this particular morning appeared beautiful to this young man, he couldn't explain why? He noticed funny things about it like how the know one else seemed to notice it and how nearly every thing from the bag appeared to be white which he thought an unusual colour for rubbish.
As the bus begins to power forward again, looking back on the rubbish as it slowly faded out of sight the young man speculated on why he was in such a happy mood. He believes it was because his morning class had been canceled and he was heading home back to bed.
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