Recently, whenever I board a double decker bus, I've take the top front seats whenever possible. Reminds me of my days as a kid, The front two seats were the best parts of the bus, period. Being just behind the screen, you could watch everything happening on the road. Those colourful cars, the pedestrians, the unobstructed view of scenery and landscape.

Growing up, I guess, made everyone a little more self conscious. We begin to think about how others might view us, as though our every action and words were scrutinized. As life progressed, we begin moving towards the back seats. We knew we would be safe, being able to watch others instead of being watched. Getting the very last row then became the best seats. We could do anything we wanted and no one would see, on the contrary, we could observe others and their behaviours. Maybe it gave us a sense of control, not. Our life being governed by fear itself.

As I make the random decision to take the front row seats again, I realize how I've missed the beauty around. No longer was there people or movement to distract me, neither having to busy my mind with futile worries of those behind. With so much less cumbersome thoughts, my eyes were more opened to true beauty around, with a heart of appreciation for it.

If life was a bus ride, where would you be seating?

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Recently, whenever I board a double decker bus, I've take the top front seats whenever possible. Reminds me of my days as a kid, The front two seats were the best parts of the bus, period. Being just behind the screen, you could watch everything happening on the road. Those colourful cars, the pedestrians, the unobstructed view of scenery and landscape.

Growing up, I guess, made everyone a little more self conscious. We begin to think about how others might view us, as though our every action and words were scrutinized. As life progressed, we begin moving towards the back seats. We knew we would be safe, being able to watch others instead of being watched. Getting the very last row then became the best seats. We could do anything we wanted and no one would see, on the contrary, we could observe others and their behaviours. Maybe it gave us a sense of control, not. Our life being governed by fear itself.

As I make the random decision to take the front row seats again, I realize how I've missed the beauty around. No longer was there people or movement to distract me, neither having to busy my mind with futile worries of those behind. With so much less cumbersome thoughts, my eyes were more opened to true beauty around, with a heart of appreciation for it.

If life was a bus ride, where would you be seating?

Labels: thoughts