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ricevermicelliSince I started work, I have had very nearly no free time at all, unless it comes out of my sleep. This week, because it's university move-in week, I am trying to avoid driving. We're parking the car by Daniel's office, and I'm taking the T in.
When I don't have to have even a single hand on the wheel, even the most rushed of my commutes feels suddenly, richly luxurious. I can knit, or read, while sitting, or standing, or hanging from a subway pole. There may be crying children, but they aren't mine. By the time I get home, I'm almost drunk on it.
When I don't have to have even a single hand on the wheel, even the most rushed of my commutes feels suddenly, richly luxurious. I can knit, or read, while sitting, or standing, or hanging from a subway pole. There may be crying children, but they aren't mine. By the time I get home, I'm almost drunk on it.
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Date: 2010-09-02 02:55 am (UTC)Newt