Bus stop

In an early summer morning, one girl can be seen running through a congested sidewalk. Her loose hair sways in accordance to the rhythm of her every stride, letting the crisp and dry breeze of the summer soak it in every strand. With a tote bag on one hand, she tries to part the stagnant crowd to let her through which in return, results to a man shouting at her when she unintentionally steps on its foot. Another one is when she intentionally bumps a group of idle teenagers chatting on the side resulting to curses she receives like there’s no tomorrow.

Despite the dilemma of the crowded sidewalk, she continues to run until she reaches a long line of people waiting at a bus stop. Looking through the long disheveled line and scattered people, she stops for a minute and think if giving enough time to wait here would do her good. After a minute of silent self debate, she finally fix her thoughts as well as her bag. Though the next stop would be half a hundred meters again from where she’s standing, running again would not hurt as long as she can hurriedly rides a bus.