随便写一下我昨天工作还没开始前的一段上班通勤。。

It was a bright sunny morning in mid-may in NY city. i glimpsed at the dashboard after over an hour's drive on state express ways. it was just 8:20. i had enough time to get to the office. the city was so beautiful today, but i could not enjoy the warm weather and gentle breeze. to make sure i could arrived at my office at 9:00, i had to pay all my attention to the traffic, merely following the overwhelming rush-hour flow of bumper-to-bumper cars so that i wouldn't be cut off. finally I got my car parked in the car-park. i bought a newspaper at a stand, and then quickened my step entering the subway for Line 3, the city’s busiest route.

some of the passengers on the train mindlessly watched the in-train commercials, and some of them read newspapers or books. i pulled out my cell phone, gazing at my to-do list. today i needed to talk with my boss at 10 about the audio project i have been working on for 2 weeks. yesterday I stayed at our audio-video lad until 8 pm for that. 2 clients will come to see the demo at 2 this afternoon. realizing it would be another struggling day, i could not help frowning, shrugging, sighing and then still sending myself a smile as always.

"at this moment you'd better forget your manager and the clients." i told myself. i pulled out the newspaper and read
--scientists suggested the best age to be wed for young women is mid-20s. 25 would be the magic number, a dividing line for 2 biggies--education and money. bullshit. my marriage survived well. i was not even 22 yet at the time.
--A piece of physicist Sir Isaac Newton's apple tree is to defy gravity by being carried into space on the next NASA shuttle mission as part of the academic institution's 350th anniversary celebrations. who care? Mr. Newton would have loved to see this for sure to prove his first law of motion to be correct. if the apple could make me a millionaire, i would, i would ....

arriving at the destination, i stopped reading and daydreaming. putting away my stuff, i stepped off the train, and got myself into the chaos of city street, which leads to a high-rise office building. my office was on the ninth floor.