Making Space
By the time I got on the bus, it was so full, there were no seats available or so it would seem.
I asked this guy standing on the stairs if there were any seats upstairs. He said no.
I decided to stand right at the back on the lower level. I had to ask passengers to let me through. When I got to the back, there was a seat that had this guy's rucksack on it. I asked him if he could move it so I could sit down. He was happy to oblige.
While the bus was moving, my attention was drawn to a new building with the neon sign: "We are making space for you."
How apt!
Thank you, God, for reserving the last seat on the bus for me. ❤️
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