18 years ago, I stood at the bus stop, waiting for the bus to arrive. I got on, but without any set destination.
I just rode and rode, taking whichever route the bus took.
Now, 18 years later, I still ride, still follow the route.
Unfortunately I notice that people leave the bus while it is in motion, because it doesn't take them where they want to go, and I've experienced a few stand-stills, but I remain on the bus.
I keep riding the bus, hoping that it will take me along the right route, out of this *******, into better times.