The bus feels different but not unfamiliar.
156. Obviously an older bus.
I'm so used to the newer design of buses that firstly I hadn't noticed when they changed or how used I was to them till I got on board this one.
And this becomes just another wag of feeling I'm growing older. This isn't so bad. I like nostalgia.
But other things...
Like knowing it may be too late for me to learn gymnastics!
It's my leg. Making me feel older than I am.
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