If it’s the same to you I’ll just hang

Grooving to some new artists lately has made the daily commutes dangerously close to tolerable. A whole album can be tidily packaged into each one-way, so I can get lost in the forest the artist planted, not just bump into a few trees at a time. It too helps me rationalize not scheduling my car service and eye doctor appointments on the way into work, because hey, I’m in it. Surely I will do those things at lunch.

Getting back into the learning mindset after so long in the workplace is … interesting. Don’t get me wrong, it’s good, I just thought it would be better, I guess. Thought I would cut quicker through red tape, or monotonous, pointless hoops. Ah well, hanging in there.