Sitting on the bus, I stared at the faded sign - 6:49, just 11 minutes to my stop. But we didn't move, stuck between two stalled vehicles, people murmuring impatiently around me. The clock ticked forward, an invisible countdown, and for some reason, the monotony of it was infuriating - just another day's delayed commute, an endless loop.

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