lessons

This entry I sent over the weekend was also lost...so here goes again.

There's not much news; no particularly interesting experiences. I’ve just been really grateful to have the bus pass, which makes my thrice-weekly commute downtown to work much easier and worthwhile. The past couple of weeks have not yielded any particular experiences, but I’ve often been frustrated and checking myself for those feelings. There’s frustration with drivers who are cranky or who hit the brakes a little too roughly, jarring the passengers. I shouldn’t complain; it’s an important job they do, and not one I would take. I love talking to strangers, but sometimes I want to zone out and have my own space. We’ve all been there, but what’s wrong with a little connection? There are the annoyances of delays, taking the form of slow-moving cars/passengers and red lights. I have to be careful of my impatience; we’ll all get there at the same time, and I shouldn’t be angry for a few more minutes to be alone with my thoughts. Maybe it’s trite, but there’s a lot to be learned from riding the bus.

Jennifer, Student