One of the great wonders and frustrations of my modern life is mass transit.
Here I am, in an air conditioned metro car, stuck between stations, listening to podcasts over my sweet headphones, tapping away on my smartphone, watching the time drain away when I need to pick up my kid.
This week, Carly is out of town on business, which means I am a single dad. Without me picking him up, Wolf will probably be eaten by the daycare ladies. When I do finally rescue him, we have only a few hours to eat and play and run around before he crashes. Somehow, I need to find time to feed myself and do dishes and unwind before I crash.
And now, I have to switch trains.
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