DC Commute
I work in downtown Washington, D.C. For anyone who has driven the mean streets of D.C., you know there are really only two types of people; the ones who accept traffic as what it is and those who....don't. I'm a strange bird. I enjoy my drives to work and home. In the morning, I catch up on the news, do some positive self-talk, and well, rock out to a tune or two. Generally, I'm pretty Zen. Similarly on my drive home, it's all about de-stressing, decluttering, and filling my mind with positivity. So I always think it's hilarious when I look over and see my fellow commuters incredibly stressed, angry, sharing a few 4-letter words. I always wonder how someone like that can work in a place like this. It must be exhausting. I remind myself they likely think I'm the particular one, blurting out Sinatra and smiling like a fool. I'm sure not here to tell you what to do with your drive (except for texting...put that dang phone down). I will make a few practic