C.L. Gray "Life Period."

All Hail The Cat Tran

First I should explain the Cat Tran. The Cat Tran is a little series of busses on my university’s campus that trucks students around campus. Unfortunately our student populations have created a nickname for our Cat Tran, “The Fat Tran.” I’m sure you can figure out how this nickname came about. And last year, I tried my hardest to never ride the Cat Tran, but this year I have found a new love and appreciation for the Cat Tran.

Why you ask? Well, I live in a VERY rainy area, seriously. I’ve heard rumors that where I live is the second rainiest area in the United States. Whether this is true or not, I have no idea. I never look things up, so I guess I’ll never know. What I do know is that it does rain, A LOT. So when I live in a complete opposite direction from where my class is and the sky is leaking like five million pipes just busted; I need a pick up. So what do I do? I wait my happy self at the Cat Tran stop, and I get picked up by our friendly Cat Tran and go to class.

It also gets very cold and windy when January and February hit my fair Cullowhee. Cold is OK with me, and I can just put on a coat and be fine. What is awful is the wind. When you wake up in the morning and it sounds like a pack of hungry, pissed off coyotes are howling right outside your window, there is no way you want to walk to class. So what do you do? I know what I do; I walk my happy self to the Cat Tran stop and hop on.

This is why I believe in the Cat Tran. I believe in life when the rain is pounding down from the heavens, the wind is 2.5 points below a tornado, or the cold is giving your nose frost bite after ten steps outside, it’s nice to have a pick up. It’s nice to have a dry place, a calm place, or a warm place to sit and get where you’re going.

So now I want to know what all you guys believe in. And also, if you’re wondering about where I got this idea from, it was actually from a site called This I Believe.

Don’t Stop Believing,
C.L. Gray