"I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was 12… It happens sometimes; Friends come in and out of our lives like busboys in a restaurant." – Stand By Me

Every now and then, sights, smells and sounds we come across leave us with emotions that we haven’t felt in a long time. They are often ordinary things like an old song, a whiff of fabric softener or dull white noise. It is amazing how our minds process memories and experiences that can provoke reminiscence for long gone moments; leaving us to watch a playback of our past: a pseudo-documentary in our heads. At some point, we realize that we are homesick for a certain ‘same time, same place yesterday’.


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Some get on the buses and others miss them. Time doesn’t wait for everyone to catch up, time follows some to chase dreams and leaves others behind to build dreams.


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The state air reeked of comforting familiarity as they boarded. They knew which seats to take; it was almost instinctive – so was the route that they were taking on the 9 a.m. bus.

They knew this day would eventually come. Nevertheless, they held on tightly to time as it slowly slipped out of their grasp.


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The old bus wheezed like it used to when its doors opened. The rusty steps echoed each heavy step its passengers took. For a long time, these were the greetings it made without fail. Only today, the same wheezing and echo greeted “goodbye”. How ironic it is to witness friendships forged the same way that it is lost.


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Eventually, none of this would matter when they are 40. My bus will see more friendships forged and lost with each wheezing and rusty echo.

But in that moment, there was an unspoken understanding amongst them as they moved on to their separate roads.


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Each pit-stop they took in their journey marked a pit-stop in their friendship. The routes may stay the same and the stops untouched – yet the 9 a.m. bus doesn’t hold its breath for the same people who board yesterday to alight today.

But that’s what happens when one comes of age.


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"I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was 12… It happens sometimes; Friends come in and out of our lives like busboys in a restaurant." – Stand By Me

Every now and then, sights, smells and sounds we come across leave us with emotions that we haven’t felt in a long time. They are often ordinary things like an old song, a whiff of fabric softener or dull white noise. It is amazing how our minds process memories and experiences that can provoke reminiscence for long gone moments; leaving us to watch a playback of our past: a pseudo-documentary in our heads. At some point, we realize that we are homesick for a certain ‘same time, same place yesterday’.


charles & keith fashion-style edit charles & keith fashion-style edit charles & keith fashion-style edit charles & keith fashion-style edit

Some get on the buses and others miss them. Time doesn’t wait for everyone to catch up, time follows some to chase dreams and leaves others behind to build dreams.


charles & keith fashion-style edit charles & keith fashion-style edit

The state air reeked of comforting familiarity as they boarded. They knew which seats to take; it was almost instinctive – so was the route that they were taking on the 9 a.m. bus.

They knew this day would eventually come. Nevertheless, they held on tightly to time as it slowly slipped out of their grasp.


charles & keith fashion-style edit charles & keith fashion-style edit

The old bus wheezed like it used to when its doors opened. The rusty steps echoed each heavy step its passengers took. For a long time, these were the greetings it made without fail. Only today, the same wheezing and echo greeted “goodbye”. How ironic it is to witness friendships forged the same way that it is lost.


charles & keith fashion-style edit charles & keith fashion-style edit

Eventually, none of this would matter when they are 40. My bus will see more friendships forged and lost with each wheezing and rusty echo.

But in that moment, there was an unspoken understanding amongst them as they moved on to their separate roads.


charles & keith fashion-style edit charles & keith fashion-style edit

Each pit-stop they took in their journey marked a pit-stop in their friendship. The routes may stay the same and the stops untouched – yet the 9 a.m. bus doesn’t hold its breath for the same people who board yesterday to alight today.

But that’s what happens when one comes of age.


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