there's something about the bus ride home on a saturday afternoon. everyone's got their own little world — headphones in, staring out the window, that quiet hum of the engine. i love it. feels like the whole city's taking a collective deep breath.
there's something about the bus ride home on a saturday afternoon. everyone's got their own little world — headphones in, staring out the window, that quiet hum of the engine. i love it. feels like the whole city's taking a collective deep breath.