bus rides.

I love long bus rides. Coupled with my ipod. There’s just something about travelling in a bus that makes me feel all good, warm and fuzzy, leaving a sweet aftertaste in me at the end of the journey.

Perhaps it makes me feel like i’m in a capsule, or a teleporting machine, frozen and trapped within this serene period of time between 2 places. And during this stagnant yet smooth period of time, i start seeing things differently. I find new appreciation for things i never before, bothered paying attention to.

Like the green green grass with greeniness so green it calms your soul and makes your heart smile.

Like the big trees you see at regular intervals so regular and rhythmical they make you dance mentally to this pleasant new beat.

Like the million stars at night somehow appearing brighter and prettier all of a sudden they almost make you convinced that they’re talking to you.

Or like the nice cool breeze sweeping across your face, whispering beside your ears, washing away all remnants of your worries and regrets in life.

Of course, window seat is a must.

Only during long bus rides can i enjoy the songs in my ipod to the max. The tunes, melodies, rhythms, and lyrics become crystal clear to me, making me feel like i’m listening to these songs for the very first time. These songs play a very important role as well. They manoeuvre my moods and steer my feelings, which altogether affects my thoughts.

Elliot Smith gives me a confusing yet calming sense of mysteriousness towards life,
Led Zeppelin penetrates me deeply with lyrics and melodies so raw and original i almost feel like he’s still alive somewhere inside of me,
Corinne Bailey Rae’s voice is just so sweet and soulful it sways my mind and soul from left to right, right to left like a cradle, assuring me that everything will turn out fine,
Staind gives me the goosebumps with his voice so deep and manly, yet with a slight sentiment and sensitivity exuded in his words,
Puddle of Mudd’s “Blurry (acoustic)” tells me that i don’t ever need ecstasy to feel good. The perfect blend of acoustic guitars, conga beats and the vocalist’s sexy lazy voice is able to make me replay it ten times, and discover a new perspective after each time.

All these thoughts and feelings may mean nothing but mere imagination. But to me, they’re most certainly mentally and emotionally enhancing, forming a big part of my lifelong process of learning how to feel life, how to appreciate life, how to understand life.

That’s why I love long bus rides. :)