work.

So, pretty much I work at a mental hospital run by the State of MT. Here is a pic of MT just in case you are super curious:

I have a love/hate relationship with my job. It all depends on the day really. I work the graveyard shift. This makes it hard to be a normal and functional adult at times. I get a little delusion when I don't get enough sleep. My job teaches me great patience. I have also learned better how to love all peoples. Even the ones that seemingly deserve it the least.

This is a good thing.

one thing I love in life besides my wife (& the Lord, and family, etc).

Public transportation... makes me want to dance sometimes. This may sound completely ridiculous to you, but it is true.

I love trains. Especially commuter rails.

I could spend all day - possibly everyday - riding CTA trains. Passion.

I often think about what I am to do with my life... maybe I'm just supposed to be a bus driver? To me it seems a bit too simple.

I've looked into it before. Only time will tell, I suppose. There aren't many buses in MT. Just mountains. I don't feel the same about mountains as I do public transportation. To me that is somewhat weird.

Yes, when I look at mountains it is often awe inspiring. They are, in fact, quite lovely. There is just no doubt about that. However, when I see a city with its buses, trains, skyscrapers, highways, congestion, culture and people. Oh my, it really hits me. Silly. I am surrounded by absolutely beautiful country, created by God himself, nonetheless; and it doesn't quite tickle my fancy the way one should expect.

I love trains and buses. It is just part of who I am.