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Iwasarunnerinhighschool,sonaturallythelong walksfrom onesideofcampustotheothergive menoharm orhinderance.Thewalksopenmeup totheworldthatthecampusholdswithinitsself, onthevergeofbursting.Itsthelittlethingsthat oftenmakeyourday,andformethathappenson mywalksaroundtheworldthatIhavecreatedfor myselfhere.AsIlistentomymusicandwatchthemyself here.AsIlistentomymusicandwatchthe carsgoby,nothingelseexists. TheBus,alwaysagreatchoice.

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I was a runner in high school, so naturally the long walks from one side of campus to the other give me no harm or hinderance. The walks open me up to the world that the campus holds within its self, on the verge of bursting. Its the little things that often make your day, and for me that happens on my walks around the world that I have created for myself here. As I listen to my music and watch the myself here. As I listen to my music and watch the

cars go by, nothing else exists.

The Bus, always a great choice.