in my head

I was on a bus today and I was going to be transferred on another bus. My second bus was due to arrive in 20 minutes. I found myself praying that the bus would go slower and slower, so I wouldn't have to wait at the bus stop.I felt a sense of happiness every time the traffic light would turn red. I smiled a silly smile. Everything was going according to plan.

But then it struck me. I was on a bus moving at a snail's pace. I would have been sitting on a bench, staring at nothing. In the end, I would still be waiting.