On Fridays
I always liked Fridays. You see, when I get out the office, I always take the campus's bus. I always have a few minutes to spare, because the bus leaves at 5 o'clock, and I aboard it usually 10 or 15 minutes early. So, I can got up the bus, sat on my favorite spot, put on my headphones and listen to whatever I had on my player.
And the afternoon scenes you can contemplate from my seat...
The sun floods everything with a warm golden caramel light, and the same light reflects on the green grass, making it shine like it was a golden meadow. The weather is cold yet sunny. The people working at the campus hurry up to get in the other available buses, according to their destination. You can hear the buses engines starting one by one, purring quietly. And in caravan fashion, the buses begin to leave. This week's last ride home from work has started.
And the afternoon scenes you can contemplate from my seat...
The sun floods everything with a warm golden caramel light, and the same light reflects on the green grass, making it shine like it was a golden meadow. The weather is cold yet sunny. The people working at the campus hurry up to get in the other available buses, according to their destination. You can hear the buses engines starting one by one, purring quietly. And in caravan fashion, the buses begin to leave. This week's last ride home from work has started.