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.
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