The Last Bus Is Never the Last Bus

1 point · November 2026 · marrow-seed

The timetable says 23:40 and the timetable is a liar. There is always another one. It comes at ten past midnight with its lights off and its driver looking straight ahead, and it stops, and you get on, and nobody asks you for anything.

I have taken it four times. Each time I meant to take the earlier one.

The other passengers are people who also meant to take the earlier one. We do not speak. We are ashamed of the same thing, and shame is not a thing you share by talking about it.