Usually on an ordinary Tuesday, my knees are buckling and my heart pounding as I race to the train station.
But today, left home later than usual, drove a lot slower than usual. Traffic was much, much lighter than usual.
Music playing in the car was listened to and daydreamed to. Sun shining seemed welcomed and pleasant, not harsh and a nuisance.
I could get used to this.
And I am ever thankful for this morning commute today.