If you’re a regular human being, the idea of an hour-long commute, one-way, probably sounds ghastly—and I wouldn’t blame you.
That’s unfortunately what I had for an internship the summer after my sophomore year. While I lived with family in downtown Portland, I took the bus to and from work every day, with multiple line switches and a fair amount of waiting at stops in the heart of Portland, Oregon. It was quite the commute—but I loved it.
For one, the cardinal rule of public transport is that you don’t talk to anyone, so I was free to have my headphones in without fear of being rude. For two, when you’re not the one driving, you don’t have to think about anything—and so my mind was free to wander.
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