life goes on

i sit at the bus stop and watch.
i watch people walk by. i watch cars zip across and buses rumble past.

i watch two girls walking by hand in hand giggling and swinging their similar bags. i wonder whether they bought the bags together.i watch as the shorter girl stumbles and the other one reaches out to support her. i watch as they grin and link hands again. i wonder how long they've known each other. i wonder if they live together or with their families. i wonder whether they'll still support each other five years from now.

i watch a bunch of guys walk past. i wonder if the tall cute one has a girlfriend. i wonder if he knows the sunlight makes his eyes look almost transluscent . i look at the thin blond one and wonder whether he's as intelligent as he looks? i watch as he walks with a slight limp and wonder if he's been in an accident. i watch as they walk to the end of the road and separate. i wonder whether they'll meet up later.

i watch as tall girl walks up and sits next to me. i watch as she fidgets around for a while and then suddenly gets up and rushes across the street to a small shop, as a passing car swerves to avoid her. i watch her emerge from the shop a moment later and cross the street again. this time the passing cars erupt in a cacophony of horns. she sits next to me and lights up a cigarette from her new pack and sucks vigorously at it. i wonder if there is a reason why she doesn't value her life more.

i get on the bus and the driver smiles at me and cracks a joke. i watch as he greets everyone with a smile and a joke. i watch as everyone gets on the bus with a smile and gets off with a smile too. i wonder whether the driver has had some good news today or whether he's usually like this. i wonder if he has a daughter and if he's as jovial with his family. did he always want to be a bus driver? what does he do when he gets back home? i visualise him returning home and cuddling his young girl.

i watch as two young girls in school uniforms get on the bus and sit in they front seat. i watch as they share the remains of their lunchboxes while chatting about how the test today wasn't as difficult as they expected. i watch as one girl swings her long plait. i wonder whether she'll still have the same long hair when she's twenty-five. i wonder if she knows which college she's going to go to. does she like dogs? does she have a brother whom she hates?

i get off at my stop and start walking the short distance home. i watch as my shoelace comes undone and wonder if i'll trip and tumble into the bushes. i don't feel so good today. i wonder whether i'll feel better tomorrow?

i wonder at all i've seen today. i wonder what made me take a back seat today and just observe and watch and wonder. i wonder why i feel satiated and a bit light-headed.
i wonder at the number of times i've used 'wonder' in this post.
i wonder at the wonder of life .