This morning, before the sun was up, I was kicking childishly through the frosty piles of autumn leaves that were littering the quiet city sidewalk, and I couldn’t help but think about just how grateful I am for my daily commute.
(I get a kick out of the weirdest things!)
Y’see, I ride the bus into town, and I have to admit that I really enjoy just sitting there on those less-than-comfortable benches, looking out the windows as the peaceful farmland gradually shifts into bustling city streets. (Mostly because I’m not the one driving!) I love the way the rumbling of the diesel engine covers up the conversations of the other passengers — and the way the stop-and-go jostling just kinda lulls you into quiet repose. I tell ya, the bus is a fantastic place to sleep… or read… or meditate… or daydream…
And with a 40 minute ride every morning and every night, I get plenty of time to do it all!
But that’s not even the best part!
Although I do dearly enjoy riding the bus, by far the best part of my commute is the 25 minute walk from the bus station to the office.
Some fresh air. A bit of light exercise. I honestly can’t think of a better way to start the workday — and that little stroll also really helps me relax and decompress before coming home.
Yep, as weird as it sounds, my hour commute to and from work each day really enriches my life!