Three weeks after bidding Bumble Bee goodbye, Optimus Prime is now ready for action. I cannot wait to meet him tonight.
Not having a car means mum willingly sacrifices most of her morning rest to send me to school at 6:30am. It also means a whole precious hour in the morning spent on travelling to and fro. She says it teaches me to love through actions, and not only at her convenience.
Not having a car, also means I get to travel home with some of my colleagues. It has not always been re-energising, but it has always been pleasant. I enjoy the walks and bus rides back with these people who have slowly become friends.