Since it was for work I wrestled with the decision of taking a cab or public transportation. The cab would normally take about a half hour with no traffic. But I was getting in right at rush hour and figured public transportation might be faster.
I hopped on the silver line and an hour later I arrived at south station to switch to the red line. There was a broken down car in the tunnel that made the ten minute trip so long.
I was frustrated I made the wrong decision since all I want to do is get home after the long trip. As I was boarding the red line subway I hear my name and it's my friend Dave. I haven't seen him in over a year and it was the perfect thing to pick up my tired spirits.
Had a great time catching up and talking about life before we parted. We had traveled together to Spain/Portugal years ago and I realized that it gave us the comfortable familiarity of friendship even after not staying in touch for so long. It put smiles on our faces.
Of course as I write this I realized I should have got off at an earlier stop since I don't have my bike at the last stop and the bus schedules are different.
But I just got off the subway and my bus was waiting for me. I should be home in 15 minutes and collapse after the long week. I'm so glad it's Friday so I can recharge the battery.
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