Every morning I rode the bus to school.
School; however, was 40 minutes away, because I went to a private school in Philadelphia's Germantown area.
The 40 minute experience was quite surreal. Every ride began with me hopping on the bus in the quiet suburbs. Sometimes, it would still be dark out and the neighborhoods were still sleeping.
Every morning, I patiently sat there, watching the other kids dragging themselves slowly into their seats, one by one, as we trudged closer and closer to school.
I always liked sitting by the window. The scenery was always the same, but the little details showed otherwise.
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