|Photo by West Midlands Buses in Photographs|
should we need it,
(we did have a cuppa stop),
having taken just over four times as long as usual.
rather than leave us to shiver the driver generously
to get off.
(How DO people give each other a sense of boundaries
whilst pressed against each other,
swaying and grabbing at anything within reach to stay upright?
It must be in keeping the eyes averted.)
not to look directly at a certain man.
anybody within earshot about his trip
and how he needed to get to court
Fearful of either encouraging him to further familiarity
or upsetting him by ignoring him,
those near him made vague reciprocal noises while,
yes, avoiding his eye.
the older fabric of the mini comunity created a
comforting warp and weft,
"Did you go last night Eileen?"
"I did not..."
"Can you believe I only went into town for
one fancy button for that cardi I'm knitting..."
with increasing anxiety
and held in some sort of un-wanted intimacy
Eventually, windows streaming with condensation,
Tucked into a corner behind the driver I
saw how after battling to make the exit
from their far from comfortable journey,
at every stop, almost without exception,
despite their haste each passenger turned their head
to thank the driver.
"Most of the world remains unknown to us.
Most people remain strangers.
This is one of the shocking things about travel;
....we can descend...
right into the middle of an ongoing life.
...This is the fascination of encounter...
The stranger can bring blessings and encouragement.
Go Well~Be Blessed
P.S. In mitigation of West Midlands Transport my daughter who travels on two buses each day to and from work, tells me our experience was unusual; and I think if I'm fit to undergo yesterday I'm more than fit to drive, don't you?