Anna
Finally getting a seat on the bus after standing for half an hour, I let out a quiet breath and sank into it, my body instantly relaxing as if it had been waiting for this exact moment. My legs ached in protest, a dull reminder that I had been pushing myself a little too hard these past few days. I stretched them slightly and rolled my shoulders, mentally adding “join a gym” to a list of things I would probably continue ignoring.
I turned my head toward the window, letting the cool air brush against my face. It felt refreshing, grounding, like it was trying to wash away the clutter in my mind. The city moved past me in a blur of noise and motion, people rushing about their lives, unaware of how someone sitting quietly in a bus could feel like their entire world was shifting.
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