The end of a season

With the end of the special service of this specific route, 14S. It essentially marks the end of autumn. Working on this route is basically working like a hamster. Circling the mountain nonstop, and frankly, with these buses, you can't really stop anyway. Sometimes I wonder how it works out when it was using Mitsubishi buses.

Sadly, the Autumn season usually attracts fewer passengers than the Spring season, causing me to be redeployed elsewhere. Such a painful day to be redeployed. Traffic jams everywhere these days, from Monday to Sunday. It's still unbelievable that I spent 135 minutes on a trip at off-peak hours last Friday.

I am sure this is not what I want to keep doing for the rest of my life, but the clock's ticking, many people remind me that every day. Yet, I am still searching in the sea. Looking for what god knows it is.

I am not as talented as some think; I am just not doing what I should be doing most of the time in my mind. It hurts most of the time, to oneself or others. Good luck to my study.