It is said that people put on masks when they are in public and that authenticity is in short supply.
Perhaps the only place they get to escape is on the bus.
When people board the bus their world shrinks.
The journey on the bus a short reprieve from facing the world allowing them to go on a journey in their minds.
They could be reflecting, daydreaming, studying, resting…
Perhaps they are thinking about home. Home – maybe its 30 minutes away, or maybe its a plane ride away.
Whatever it is, they are being themselves.
What do you see on the bus?
What do you think on the bus?
What is a bus journey to you?