Every morning, every day, there's this guy who takes the same bus as me to work at the exact same time. Every day he will go on bus #22 one stop after mine, and we would both recognize each other although our eyes would never cross.
And then, I will bump into him again during my bus ride home.
It's funny because I feel that we should be friends of some sort, but in reality we are merely two strangers whose lives cross only because we have the same routine 5 days a week.
The story would only be interesting enough if somewhere on the internet, someone is writing the exact same thing on their blog......
haha..... I don't think so.
