Eagles blaring on my ear buds, trying desperately to drown out the squeaky RJ of the local FM station that my bus driver favors in the mornings. As I open the window a crack, shut my eyes and lean back in the cramped seat as best I can, the fresh breeze hits my face and I feel alive.
It is not often that one can claim to be heading to office on a monday morning really fresh and I thought I'd make a note of it.
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