I'm not going to pretend I always like riding the bus but for the most part I don't mind. Today I made a list of the top 10 reasons I like to ride the bus:
1. On cold rainy days it's an excellent alternative to a) waiting for Brent to get off work b) being exposed to the elements on my scooter or c) actually asking for help and bumming a ride from V.
2. I get to ride through campus, see students, and be reminded that I don't want to be a student again.
3. I like the "ding" when I pull the handle to signal my stop.
4. I'm reminded of places I want to return to or eat at for the first time: Clay Pit, El Chilito (used to be El Chile), Jezebel, Speedway area eats, and a picnic on the Capitol grounds when the weather gets nicer.
5. I feel no pressure to be anywhere, the bus will get to my stop when it gets to my stop and there's nothing I can do about it.
6. It's one of the few times in public I don't feel I have to be "on".
7. I get to see all kinds of style and fashion, which can be inspiring.
8. It's a time when I don't have to compromise or justify my music playlist to anyone.
9. I feel like a latchkey kid when using the lockbox to get in the house, then running through our place with my backpack on to turn off the alarm. Who doesnt' like to feel like a kid, whatever the weird reason is?
10. The route takes me by one of the daycare centers on the UT campus. This is a special daycare because I used to pick up a precious little girl there named Andie, who I watched during the week. When I go by that school I remember her laugh, her beaming smile, and how much she l-o-v-e-d to play with water. Though I am certain she no longer remembers the old gal who used to watch her, she left a lasting impression on me and life through the eyes of a child. The wonder at reading a good book and a giggle you can get from a silly face. It reminds me that life is good. She's older now and I'm sure life isn't so simple or straightforward for her anymore but I love the memories that "little" Andie and her family let me be a part of.