So some of you may know that I now get up at 5:15am to catch the 6:07am train to work. And those that REALLY know me realize how much I love getting up early (not!). So when I'm walking around my dark house with a hand out like a blind person hoping that I don't bump into anything, or miss a step on my way downstairs, or fall on my head because one of the kids left a stray toy in my path, you can imagine how much more I'm REALLY loving the early morning routine.
The benefit (yes there are some) is that I get to see amazing things - like walking out onto our back porch this morning and seeing that the winter stars were coming into view. I took a moment to look up in awe and saw my old friend from childhood - Orion. It was really cool.
And later, as the train was chugging through some less fortunate neighborhoods, I saw this:
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I think I'm the only person I know going to work later, not earlier.
I was thinking about you the other day, while sitting on the bus and watching dumb people. People, exit the door closest to you. There's no reason you have to walk all the way to the front of the bus when it's packed with people and the back door is RIGHT THERE.
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