Yep, what do you do when you commute? That’s to say, if you’re lucky enough to have to go through the workweek pleasure of getting to and from work. Maybe you’re so unlucky that you commute from your bedroom to your patio study… maybe a walk around the block? Yep… the Lego block you kick back under the kid’s bed… before you stand on it!
I’m back to the five-day a week this way and that commute. I tend to spend my inward trip rehashing the day before’s activities and planning as much as I can for the day ahead. Constructive as possible, otherwise it will be another hour of dead time. The only problem, it is an hour that I’ll never get back again.
I try and unwind on the homeward trips. Music… yes, but then I have music on all the time. I don’t listen to the banal junk on the radio. When the world implodes none of us will be able to do anything about it so why waste time listening to what we already know… that mankind can’t look after itself or the planet.
OK… I’ve said enough… what do you do? Please let me know, won’t you?
Oh yes, I often find myself drifting into story line mode… mulling over words and the construction of likely, or bizarre, ideas for the stories I’m working on. Fun… to travel in other spaces while pointing the vehicle down the road. I occasionally snap away with the camera… like when the island comes to a virtual halt because a few snowflakes are falling.
Dash-mounted… that’s why it’s so wobbly!