Commuting

I am feeling a lot better these days. It's nice to be out of school, past finals, and actually making a little money. Working makes the time fly, too. It's way better having a job that stimulates your mind, too, than working as a telemarketer. Even if it's telemarketing for charity.

Commuting is a strange experience, though. I spend about 3 hours getting from work to home every day. It gives me more time to sleep, and think, and watch people, which is nice, but I don't feel as well rested during the week. Even so, I enjoy spending time alone every day, and there's no better place to be alone than on crowded public transit.

I intend to enjoy the company of many friends this weekend, and belatedly celebrate my birthday with my family.