Again, I saw this Acacia which tells me I'm almost there. I let a sigh of relief come out and I hope that I could make it before nine. I could have been more relaxed had I made it earlier this morning. Now here I am,  catching up with time.

This Acacia Tree became to me a personal sign that I'm about to reach the place

I've got a few more minutes before reaching the bus terminal, so I tried to close my eyes for some nap. I imagined the road and the travel I have to make at least twice a week, on Sundays and Wednesdays. Some  people who know of my schedule sometimes ask me if doing this travel 'alone' again and again has never been wearisome... Well, the answer is obvious, without denying, this makes me tired, more often than not. Traversing this route is not as pleasant as it may seem to be. 

A lot of my travels have not been convenient especially during holidays when I had to huddle with the crowd to get a bus at a jam-packed terminal and was forced to stand during the entire travel. In one instance, I was left with no choice but to endure the pain while standing in the bus for more than an hour or so with a swollen ankle :-( If I had not done that, I would have not probably made it back home  because of the long queue and the continuous influx of passengers that day. As for convenience, who would want to travel via public transport at the heights of heavy downpour? I've come to experience many of them through the years.

One morning, I got to pass by an area hit by typhoon. I saw many uprooted trees. It's not my first time to see such a thing, but my heart melted within me as I remember the power of the One who is in control of all these. 

I have my personal favorite among buses plying my route. This is not the one I got to ride on this morning. Movies on board are a bonus especially on travels particularly during hot summer days.

I fall asleep in most of my travels, especially during nighttime. At times however when I'm wide awake, I look out the bus window and see the vast expanse of the bright morning sky, and how it resplendently mellows down to yellow or sometimes red or orange every time the sun begins to hide behind the mountains. Nature always fascinate me while journeying my usual route. But there are moments when the same seems to me just a plain view. Oh I can tell, those are the times I am not okay.

This is a usual view from my weekly travel. The fields are greener during rainy season.

**** When we reached the terminal, I hurried off the bus to take some further route to my destination. 

True, I may a lot of times get tired of this travel, physically speaking. But at the back of my mind, I was high with hopes. I'm here for a REASON. And that's what keeps me going. After all, it may appear as if I'm wasting away, but inwardly, I'm being renewed. And that's all that matters now.