The thought that I could be this close to someone whom I know nothing about...on a journey with the same destination, at least for the morning...I could literally study his face and be able to see features that only people who have been close to him can. The way I don't even know my friends' features.

I didn't really look at his face though, although his eyes were shut, he kept moving his fingers...I didn't really want to be caught staring at someone.

this is what happens when a girl like me goes on the bus to sit next to a complete stranger.


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