Yo. There is this guy who rides the bus sometimes. His name is Thimmaiah. He is this incredible source of light in an otherwise piss filled, hateful commute. He gets on the bus and is genuinely open and loving to everyone. He sings. And when Thimmaiah sings, it's beautiful, because his soul is beautiful. He also teaches Tiger Breathing. An intense Yogi breathing technique that would drop 9/10 athletes on their ass. He's also like in his 70s. A street guru. I commute from deep SW to SE 6 days a week for my job. I see horrendous human behavior on the MAX and Trimet, but every time I see Thimmaiah, I'm reminded that their are still ACTUALLY really good humans left out here. Peace and much love and respect to Thimmaiah.