Half of my commute involves an express bus packed with passengers. I am usually one of the last few people to get on the bus and therefore am left standing, clinging to the little loops that are intended for the stability of much taller people than me. One of my favorite things about my commute, though, is when we arrive downtown and at each stop people stream off the bus. I love watching the bus empty itself. I love (finally) getting a seat. I love the extra breathing room. I just love the change in atmosphere.
And that is my thought for today. For Monday. It's another beautiful day. (And when I say "another" I'm referring back to last week and definitely not this weekend when it snowed. Thanks a lot, spring.)