good morning

I would like to say hello to my new friends that I met this morning- the construction worker sporting his bright, reflective orange vest and helmet who was also carrying his "Slow" sign, the bearded kid standing half asleep with his bicycle, the other guy decked in black from his bike helmet to his bike gloves with the fingers cut off and his black mountain bike, the lady with the perpetual frown that never opened her eyes as she munched on Honeycomb cereal, and the guy who was asleep behind his sunglasses yet had his foot resting on his upside down skateboard. Hello friends. I hope that we can become better acquainted with each other's morning personalities.

Most of them got off at different stops as I rode trax down to Sandy, but the bike kid in black is on the bus with me now heading to Provo. Oh, did you know that the bus has internet? It's not the fastest internet in the world, but I'm not going to complain because it's amazing that they even made the internet available on the bus.

And this isn't your ugly, uncomfortable bus that you normally see belching black exhaust as it slowly travels through the city. This is the Express. Flashy red and blue streaks down the side, the lush chairs that slightly recline, and the sparkles in the floor that reflect the blue light under the seat. I actually feel like I'm on a really low flying airplane. I'm just waiting for the stewardess to come by with my snacks...

1 hour and 10 minutes. That's how long it will take me to get to BYU after I hop on trax in Murray. That's not bad, not bad at all. Think of all the things I can do during this trip! The books I can read, the blog posts I can write, the homework I can do, or the sleep I can catch. My thoughts, I'll do the homework so I can have more time to be focused on my wife when I get home.