The Drive

The view from the Hood Canal Bridge this morning.

We’re getting closer to moving, which will be wonderful. I’m looking forward to reclaiming the three hours or so per work day that I spend on the road. Part of me’s a little sad, though. The drive has served as my reflection time. Three hours per work day of thought, or enjoying an audiobook or two.

Hopefully I’ll have the willpower to spend at least part of the reclaimed meditation time in a gym somewhere.