. . . . . I could take a train from my small town into the city for work every morning.
Forty-five minutes of my life wouldn't be wasted sitting idly in a car, avoiding neurotic highway drivers and listening to bad radio and racing to beat the clock.
I could work on my crocheting and get some reading in and maybe even take a little nap.
If only . . . . .
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