curling up with a good book...

It may be counterintuitive that one of the only places I get to do that is on my commute; thinking of the public bus doesn't typically conjure images typically involving snuggling up with a warm pile of pillows, a cup of tea (or coffee, as we are in the Pacific Northwest), and some choice reading material.  But on Friday, with the weird snow-slush-rain-hail, the #1 passed my stop when I was a block away on Lawrence.  I headed down to the stop by Starbucks with the shelter and waited until the next one (did I mention I love that I only have 15 minutes to wait whenever I miss this line?  Just enough to walk a few blocks, shake off some tension, and sit for a few minutes).  It was a wonderful thing to step onto that heated bus, peel off my hat and coat and pull out my book to get lost in its pages. 

Jennifer, student