我每天上下班都要乘坐公交车，路线总是相同的，从市中心到郊区。车站的最后一排座位总是最受欢迎的地方，那里可以直接看到外面的人流和街道景色。
今天也是如此，一早就有好几个年轻人在等候上车，他们聊着笑着，看起来像是朋友或同事。我注意到他们特别关注的是那辆已经停放在站台上的空调公交车，它看起来干净整洁，座位也还算宽敞。
当第一批乘客开始登上时，那些年轻人不经意间移动到了最后一排。他们似乎很享受这个位置，不仅能享受清风，也能随心所欲地观察周围的人和事。其中一个家伙甚至把头伸出窗户，大口吸烟，旁边还有几个打闹成群的孩子，他们兴奋地看着外面的世界。
我站在门口等待自己的座位，有点小激动，因为今天我的工作地点发生了变化，我将会坐更靠前的位置。但当那些孩子们因为某个玩具争吵起来的时候，我不得不提醒自己要保持冷静，这只是日常生活的一部分。
过了一会儿，当所有人都上了车后，那些坐在最后一排的年轻人们继续their game or chat, seemingly enjoying the ride. The bus driver, a middle-aged man with a kind face, occasionally glanced at them in his rearview mirror and smiled to himself.
As the bus moved along the route, I couldn't help but feel a sense of envy for those who could enjoy their time on public transportation like that. Perhaps it was because they had more freedom than me, or maybe they were just making the most of their daily routine.
But as we approached my stop, I realized that everyone's experience is unique and valuable in its own way. Even though my day was about to take an unexpected turn due to my changed work location, there was still much beauty and joy waiting for me outside these doors.
And so I stood up from my seat and made my way towards the exit door alongside others heading in different directions. As I stepped off onto the bustling streets once again, I felt grateful for this fleeting moment of observation into someone else's life story – even if it was only a glimpse through public transit windowpane.
