I, on the other hand, had no home to go back to. Buses travel along routes though, so no matter where I am now, I should end up at the district centre eventually.Īnd then what? I had no idea what this ‘district centre’ looked like, so how would I know when I arrived? Moreover, everyone from the camp had probably already departed for their homes.
So now I was on a bus headed who knows where. Did she want to get rid of me that badly? She hadn’t left a note, so it was doubtful that this was just one of her pranks. But wait…Īlisa had left me on the bus! I understand that she’s upset, but this is too much.
Everlasting summer mine driver#
Alone in a bus with no driver this scenario was strangely familiar. And where am I now?Ī quick survey of my surrounding revealed seats. Not really surprising, seeing as I just spent a week somewhere I probably shouldn’t have been. I awoke with an immediate feeling of confusion, as if I were somewhere I shouldn’t be. When all your strength is exhausted, there is just tiredness and emptiness in your soul. And finally, things bound to happen didn’t look so important or fearful. The process of waiting happens to be more tiresome than its result. What will happen? City, planet, time – all are strange to me… And a further talk with Alisa, who was totally disappointed in me. Maybe the world is a circle, and we are just moving in it.Īnyway, the surroundings were the least of my concerns now – I just stared at the floor and thought about tomorrow. But the landscape seemed similar to the one in the camp.
Sometimes it was possible to discern a tree, a river or a power transmission line.
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