Blessing blanket

There are a million reasons to be grateful for our life in Hong Kong. On this Monday in September, as a typhoon leaves the vicinity and another gathers force en route, I think of a few on the bus home. First, I am grateful for my route home from the bouldering gym, which is to walk out of the building and get on the first bus that arrives at the stop directly in front of the door. About 12 busses…