I once was forced to wear ties to work...and have my hair well trimmed.
I once had to take commuter trains to work for a minimum of 3 hours per day. These trains, the pride of Chicago circa 1940 have not changed much -- except that they don't work as well...and are less comfortable. To endure the hassle is one thing... but to endure the hassle and be treated like cattle is especially annoying.
Today however, I was not 5 minutes into my commute when the panoramic views from the South Tip of San Juan Island and across the straights to the Olympic Peninsula got stuck in my eye. If that was not enough, along the bluff above the frothing wave-beaten rocks of South Beach 6 eagles were soaring perfectly still on the updrafts -- very distracting -- On the radio my chosen station 100.3 The Q from Victoria was playing a very extended version of a Doors song...nice...
10 minutes later I was pulling into my office parking spot thinking that this is indeed an amazing place to call home!
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You have an office? I thought you worked from home? Or is your "office" a local coffee shop?
now you had to go posting a pic of this too, huh! ;) that's beautiful!
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