Bus Ride

Bus Ride to Inner Peace

I like riding the bus, I always have. In a sense is it letting go and allowing someone else to decide for me what’s good and when… In a sense is it stopping the inner movement of conflicting right and wrong, and being taken by the moving scenery outside… In a sense it is being someone else.

And perhaps as I perceive the passing scenery differently than when driving a car, so do people perceive me differently than they would have had they been on that bus with me…