Part 4: Buses and Byes

Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

This process of healing involves leaving what feels familiar, even if unpleasant, and venturing into an experience that feels foreign, awkward, and frightening. 
— Alice Miller

I walked out to where the buses seemed to be coming and going.

Then I walked back inside the train station.

Then I walked back out to the buses.

I felt as lost as I looked.

My over-stuffed backpack, my suitcase, and my carryon were succeeding in their unified mission to make make my feet and lower back ache.

“Did I overpack?” I wondered.

“Nevermind,” I thought, “nothing I can do about it now.”

I couldn’t figure out where to buy a bus ticket.