A bit longer, a bit deeper.

When you come from a small town, as I do, movie scenes seem way too out of the picture. In most cases, we start to think that those landscapes, those beautiful houses and gardens, those fancy restaurants and coffee shops, are just movies.

While I was on the bus to London I realised they were real. All those offices in two-hundred floor buildings, with glass windows and magnificent architecture: they are real.

I've been in many cities, and it was not my first or second time in London as well, but it was the first time that I actually took consciousness of that. Things look more real recently. I've just turned eighteen, but deep inside I knew that it was just a tiny contribution to the 'reality knock out'.

I've moved alone to a foreign country: different culture, no friends, no one cooking for me, or buying me house stuff and, for the first time, I was travelling completely alone with all those thoughts in my head.

Another explanation might be because my side seat neighbour was more interested in The Kardashians than on me - I don't blame her, they are far more entertaining than I am.

However, in movies everyone buys everything, everyone lives in nicest places and drink coffee three times a day - as it didn't cost £3 each - I just wanted cheap coffee next to my station in the next morning to offset the 4 hours of sleep I had. But I didn't get that coffee.

So I slept most of the trip back home and, luckily, I wasn't alone. When I woke up about to freak out because the bus' clock was an hour late, the guy next to me was asleep as well. I looked at him, sleeping with his mouth very opened. I found it so funny but, then I noticed some saliva on my coat (my saliva), I had drooled myself while I was asleep.

A while ago, that saliva thing would have made me feel embarrassed, but suddenly it wasn't embarrassing anymore - it was human.

I was a 'legal adult' that still drools herself on a bus back home, and so what? It happens to older people as well.

And because it happened to me, I realised that, if something is happening to you, then it is very likely that it has already happened to someone else at some point.

Very coo-coo this post, so I won't get mad if you just put a heart because you felt sorry for me.

x.