Morning Rush

A couple mornings ago, people were going about the business 

of getting to work in the midst of a day-long rain. I took the top picture
while I was waiting for an outbound bus to take me to my little job.
There were a lot of cars coming in to town, to take up  thousands of
parking spaces while their owners spent the next eight to ten hours
cooped up inside one of the corporate buildings a half mile
down the road. All those cars taking all those spaces,
with only their drivers inside, no passengers.

The bus that arrived to take me to a building in northwest Indy

was already full, everyone having gotten on at its origination point 

about a mile away. All of us on the bus had common goals: trying to keep 

roofs over our heads, clothes on our backs and food in our bellies, 

as well as our kids'. The young woman sitting in front of me

had three small children, of whom the baby was the youngest,

she was taking to daycare before she went to her own job;

while I begin my day with a smile, looking forward to 

being able to take a pretty picture or two, I am 

certain that this young woman just starts her day tired.