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lost in my own thoughts, i was patiently waiting at the bus stop.

gazing into nothingness, i could sense a bus coming towards me from my peripheral vision.

closer.

and closer.

it stopped right in front of me, the automated door opened. just in a matter of few minutes, i heard a voice calling out for me.

"hey, son! are you getting in, or not?"

i had no idea where to go.

"yes."

dragging my body from the deep stupor, i was now standing inside.

absentmindedly, my eyes were already choosing a seat.

the whole bus was empty anyway.

like my mind.

or, maybe not.

funny how i couldn't even point out whether i had a lot of thoughts crossing my mind, or none at all.

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