My mornings follow a horribly standard routine.
- close the door to a sad barking dog and two sulky cats
- kiss husband goodbye at train station
- wait in line on platform
- knit on train listening to podcasts
- jostle my way up train platform stairs, across 4th Ave then down the stairs to the Bus Tunnel
- Play solitaire on iPod while listening to podcasts while waiting for bus
- ride bus several blocks
- show pass to driver, get off bus and walk several blocks
- get to work and well... get to work.
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