time for Christmas temporary workers, increasing the influx of people commuting. The bus journey back home most different this last month. We have been packed in like sardines every week this Autumn. It doesn't help when the buses do not turn up either. The talk of double deckers and more chit chat than usual ... though by then I am all chatted out ...
The many feelings of getting used to the strange familiar outside of the home. The new seasons with a more regular trip out in a more consecutive time. The bus journey is a transition time to lessen the impact on each shift on a ward. The sights, sounds and smells in abundance of others distress out of their environment ... the banter and smiles to lessen the negative experience they are suffering ... A simple smile makes many a day. Or a simple request or task ... and some appreciate in silence while others are more vocal ...
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