When I started using the bus this summer for necessary transportation my attitude was all wrong. Although I was determined to make the best of it, I felt that it was somehow unfair that it was necessary. My line of thinking was that I had somehow been wronged, that this was some sort of punishment for a sin uncommitted. What the hell is wrong with me?
First of all, this "hardship" has caused me to write this blog. After all, what else should I do with my time while riding the bus? Perhaps more importantly it is a great opportunity for exercise. Let me be clear - I could find a way to exercise on my own. The problem is that there is always a justification for not doing it. This way I don't have a choice - if I want to get home, I must walk the last three miles of my journey. The only alternative is to wait around for hours to be picked up, and even I am not that lazy.
So there it is - this "burden" that has been placed upon me is the two best opportunities to happen to me all summer!
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