Yesterday, I was walking through the bus depot. People were rushing in all directions heading to their destinations. I reminisced my days of riding buses to vrious places. Almost immediately I thought of a story to write which I will post at a later date.
It was a stroll through a place that go to occasionally that I was able to formulate an idea for a story. It goes to show you that ideas are like apples hanging from a tree; they are there to grab and eat.
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