My door-to-door commute from Gloucester to Chelsea takes an hour and a half. Spending this amount of time in transit twice a day may seem like a waste to some, but I enjoy it for a number of reasons. I can walk to the commuter rail from my apartment, and I can walk to work from the commuter rail. I can catch up on reading and lost sleep.
And I can see these gorgeous morning views out the train window (unless it’s grey and rainy like it has been for the past five days):
Apparently, the train also allows me random celebrity sightings on a Thursday morning in no-name MA towns:
Good morning to you, too, Adam Sandler!
The other thing paying off around here is a certain low-wage organic farming apprenticeship:
And that’s not even the half of it. Who needs money when your man gets paid in vegetables? 😛