Between my house and Port City Java are two stoplights – one around halfway and one downtown one block from the shop. The other day I was stopped at the latter around 5 PM on a weekday, and there were five or six cars in front of me at the light. In all seriousness I said out loud “Traffic is bad today”, and then two seconds later burst out laughing.
Of course, I almost never have to get out on Highway 501 in rush hour, where there can frequently be serious backup traffic. The days I leave the house are a rarity, lately.
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I find staying at home helps my creativity but is a detriment to my sanity.
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