These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Why is it so tiring?
Commuting to work is really such a passive activity. After all, I don't drive the train or collect the fares. I just walk a couple blocks to the station, wait for the train, board it, ride, disembark, and walk a couple blocks to the office. Yet, on days like this one when I don't feel that great, commuting really wears me out.
Not really so passive, think about all the people that you have to scoot around, make room for, be polite to, wait for, thinking about whether you'll get a seat....don't miss it. Did the train for 2 years into Boston- Do you have the guys with their hands in their pants? That was always a treat. (Not)
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