The Drive To work

imagesI went a really large portion of my life never having to consistently drive a long way to work every morning. The closest I was ever to it was the summer before my junior year when I worked at FS Custom Turf and lived in Normal. The drive was somewhere between 10 and 15 minutes, but it was just long enough for you to not want to make the drive. Now there is one, and it’s something that is my life for roughly 8 hours every week. It’s in a car, hitting the brakes, and now thanks to Pokemon Go, catching Pokemon. It makes the drive a lot more interesting when you’re trying to make sure you capitalize on every pokestop. I’m lucky enough as to where I work and live with two guys and only have to drive once every third day. It’s to mindlessly get to work a few days of the week instead of having to be in a really focused mind-state on the days that you have to be behind the wheel. It’s unpaid time, but it’s unpaid time in order to carry out the paid time. It’s this weird in between time, but it’s part of the gig. It’s also weird having two different commute times. Everytime I drove somewhere in Dwight or even Bloomington it was roughly the same amount of time both ways. We also go to the same coffee shop almost every day. I never thought I’d be one of those regular coffee shop people, actually I even kind of resented the idea of being one, but now I’m one. It’s closing in on they’re going to recognize us every time we go in. There are so many small parts of the drive that go into getting to work that you don’t ever realize they are there until you actually have to confront it every day. The drive. Aaron J. Boma 2016 ISU Graduate