Back when we lived in our perfect enclave in the West Village I commuted by Subway.
I was literally a 4 minute walk and one stop on the express line from my work.
Now that we live in The Commune I commute by NJT (which I believe stands for Not Just Terrible…). My commute has increased in cost from $5.00 per day to $13.50 per day. Commute time has increased from 10 minutes (tops) to an hour each way on a good day. The most romantic part is that I get to traverse Penn Station and experience what a shithole it is. Every. Single. Day.
I don’t know how people do it. If I didn’t think that this was temporary I wouldn’t be able to ride that train every day for the rest of my working life. I would go nutso (even more than I already am).
Here’s a picture that I took during one particularly lovely day when there were two delayed trains.
I was down in that melee when I seriously started to have a panic attack so I wormed my way out and took a picture.
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