It’s a simple bus stop. No one notices that it has a story, from manufactured birth, journey to it’s site construction, to all the patrons it most humbly serves. How many countless stories has sat upon it’s seat?

Then as soon as you think this decrepit piece would be destroyed, here comes a savior in disguise upgrading the community to meet an ever growing society. No my friends, this story is not yet over, so wonder where it’s story leads.

Every single object, animate or inanimate, has a story. Take a traffic stop if you will. How did it come to be there? Any road sign, any building, any street, any flower, any rock, any sidewalk, their stories are never ending.

Now try writing your story and see where it leads…