On the bus again. Boy was more calm today. He wasn't watching what was happening on the world of the bus. No one felt like making his head boil today. Lucky I thought. He was content with what he was doing. Yet I wasn't, he was intentionally causing himself pain.
The bus was going towards where the sunrise would rise. He was facing the other way. He was facing the back of the bus. Looking into to the strong rays of light from the sun. You could seeing it was causing him agony, his eyes were watering and keep on blinking, still though it all he keep looking into the light. You could almost say it was a game for him.
Whenever the sun went behind the clouds and behind the shadows of the trees he would more his head to try to see it again. I couldn't understand why he was doing it.
When the Sun was back he looked further into it. He squinted his eyes. Trying to look deeper into the bright light as if he was trying to find something.
Boy....
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I like this post Annalisa. It makes me wonder how many people notice us at different times in our lives. I think we all have an effect on people that we never realize.
ReplyDeleteReminds me of "The Stairs" by INXS.(Awesome Aussie band, by the way). I've condensed it here:
THE STAIRS
In a room above a busy street
The echoes of a life
The fragments and the accidents
Separated by incidents.
Listened to by walls
We share the same spaces
Repeated in the corridors
Performing the same movements.
The nature of your tragedy
Is chained around your neck
Do you lead or are you led
Are you sure that you don't care.
Climbing as we fall
We dare to hold on to our fate
And steal away our destiny
To catch ourselves with quiet grace.
Storey to storey
Building to building
Street to street
We pass each other
Storey to storey
Building to building
Street to street
We pass each other on the stairs.
-INXS
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Yer I think that too!
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