I'm standing at the bus stop, on my way to the city, I'm waiting, I'm looking up and down the street, where I've been , where I will go, I remember past moments when I do the same thing, always waiting, caught between here and now, and smile at another moment, a possible turning point in this life. Bus stops are markers of our lives, three types, train stations, timed stops and call stops, the latter where you have to signal the driver. The bus stations are the most significant and represent the stages of life, birth, death, marriage, divorce, migration, returning home as a prodigal son. Timed stops are points along the way, filled circles, big dots, where drivers synchronize their route with a schedule, more frequent than stations, less important, indicating times when you study, see girls, have relationships, illnesses, different jobs. , public holidays and any event with a possible expiration date. Call stops are shorter, less marked, singular events, times that come and go, sometimes bypassing you because of a robbery, a night, not greeting the driver loudly enough, so they...