Why Riding Home Bores Me

A jeepney full of people appeared like an empty cargo where souls meet to stare at one another hoping they exist in some 

You ride home in an twenty seater jeepney, which supposed to be an eighteen seater, and as the time goes on the empty space was filled. The journey begins and some started to raise their hands on the rail and look at anything outside, some realized how pathetic it was to look at someone's face because there is sonething bothering concerning about the cultural views other people may found insulting and thus seeking the sanctuary on the internet only to look upon the same faces in the same pathetic way of looking at someone's face on the jeepney. The thing is that we are stucked together in a starship in a one way journey but it felt like even how our distance was so close it appeared as if we are ocean apart that looking was merely the thing we could only do to understand one another.

I couldn't blame how they turned their faces in melancholical accent, perhaps they hate their job or themselves alone, I couldn't be certain of its reasons but anyhow it turned to be as it was whether it turned on different curved paths or not. The point was it reflect upon people, those melancholic driven faces that was denied face to face with truth became merely a odd landscape we get used to so, in the process, we couldn't even criticized what was the effect of this. I may, from this Philosophical reasoning, point how we don't know ourselves, the very being of us, that we were sunk complaining of things but voluntarily doing what we had complained.

From this point of view it turned to bore me as most narrowly choose the path which other befell, so certainly, whilst thinking it may be the road up to the top where all things was at ease or barely comprehensive.

Technically I would not end this essay on how to do things, to cope in such nature of unnecessary redundancy, for if I did it in detailed accounts then I was like all others. It was on you, all the things you needed but not all you ever wanted.