Find a New Reason, A New Way of Living

So today on the bus...



visual: I am very yogi today with my organic cotton purple long sleeve and lululemon hip pants in dark grey. I somehow perfectly coordinated my outfit with my purple backpack, purple yoga mat, green sunglasses and green Nikes. Not on purpose. But, it looked pretty good, I must say.



I am walking towards the bus today to attend a yoga class with a focus on arm balances and the level 2/3 written beside the class. Now, I am not a level 2/3. I am level 1 or maybe level .5 - still learning the ways of yoga and all the stretching and breathing and meditating. Its not simple. Regardless, I am walking up to the bus stop, about a block away from the stop and there is my Rapid 720 barreling up Wilshire heading West right on time.



Damn! I am not even across the street yet. Oh yes, I take off in a full sprint. Backpack flopping around with my yoga mat weighing me down. Arm flailing. My sustainable water bottle flies out of my backpack and into the street. Great! I pull some kind of Peyton Manning step move and squat, grab water bottle, back to sprint, bus entrance. I make it. Sweating and out of breathe. But I make it.



My bus driver is a larger African American woman with a large gap between her teeth. She laughs at me as I throw my hand in the air and yell, "I made it!". Like Rocky at the end of his stair climb, but me at my bus double doors!



She gives me the once-over and asks me if purple and green are my favorite colors. I look down and see my amazing coordination. "Why yes, yes they are". She laughs again and I look for my seat. She is friendly.



Bus got me there right on time. I thank her and hurry down to class. Ahh, Santa Monica. I just love being this close to the ocean, you can just smell it in the air.



Anyways, class was great. And yes, the class was ridiculously hard and yes, I almost passed out at the end in resting pose. Level 2/3 is no joke. You should have seen what some of the characters in there could do!



Sweaty and disheveled from the added levels of intensity, I walk a bit slower back to my bus stop heading East to get home and shower. Waiting and waiting, the bus arrives and the double doors open.



Wouldn't you know, it was the same gapped-tooth woman driving the bus! I am in shock and so excited. I think I lit up. I NEVER get the same bus driver - especially a nice one who admires my outfit! I tell her about yoga class and thank her again for taking me where I need to go.



Now, I see that you are reading this like what is the big deal. But, to me, seeing the same bus driver twice in one round trip is quite the treat. Its like seeing a friend at the airport. Or, to me it is. So, I ponder this new found appreciation for the small things in my life. I mean, who really gets excited about the same bus driver. I literally told her, "OMG, I never get the same driver in the same roundtrip! Best day ever!" (HIGH FIVE). She loved it and I loved it! Why not, right? Why the heck not?



It is a new way of living, this bus trip. A new reason to be happy and excited every day on public transport - and I shout it out and try to dream again.



Thus, I leave you with my new found theme song for my bus life from The Cloud Room.


Listen: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3aAza2nwa8Y





The Cloud Room

Hey Now Now





Hey now now, they'll find you when you're sleeping now now


they'll reach in and grab what you're dreamin' now now


cut it up and slip it back in, and I know, and I know, and I know it





Hey now now, the smallest things are crushing me now


the crush crush crush is so comforting now


did the earth just slam in the sun, and I know, and I know, and I know it


won't undo their past by walking and talking backwards





Hey now now, we're goin' down down


and we ride the bus there and pay the bus fare


or we find a new reason, a new way of living


and we breathe it in and try to dream again





Hey now now, we're goin' down down


and we ride the bus there and pay the bus fare


or we find a new reason, a new way of living


and we breathe it in and try to dream again





Hey now now, they'll find you when you're sleeping, now nowt


they'll reach in and grab what you're dreamin', now now


cut it up and slip it back in and I know, and I know, and I know it





Hey now now, the smallest things are crushing me now


the crush crush crush is so comforting now


did the earth just slam in the sun, and I know, and I know, and I know it


won't undo their past by walking and talking backwards





Hey now now, we're goin' down down


and we ride the bus there and pay the bus fare


or we find a new reason, a new way of living


and we shout it out and try to dream again





Hey now now, we're goin' down down


and we ride the bus there and pay the bus fare


or we find a new reason, a new way of living


and we shout it out and try to dream again





la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la lalalalaaaaa





Hey now now, we're goin' down down


and we ride the bus there and pay the bus fare


or we find a new reason, a new way of living


and we breathe it in and try to dream again





Hey now now, we're goin' down down


and we ride the bus there and pay the bus fare


or we find a new reason, a new way of living


and we shout it in and try to dream again





Hey now now, we're goin' down down


and we ride the bus there and pay the bus fare


or we find a new reason, a new way of living


and we shout it in and try to dream again