Missing the bus

I don't get the meaning, I mean, lol....
I miss those days when I spent the time drawing or reading while going to work or even better going to school, I didn't worry about cars or people crossing, I just relaxed myself and I was happy, maybe this is something I will never have again.
We didn't have smartphones or stupidphones, I've got my first phone at the age of ... wait... gush, don't remember but I had one maybe at 26, I'm part of generation X, I grew old with books, walkmans, tapes, notebooks, cameras, videotapes, cds, blockbuster, dark, grunge, punk and rockabilly....
Soft tender days of my parallel life.

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