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The art of the commute.

The commute is a relatively common experience for members of the British public. It is an art form of tired worn people, dancing amongst each other and fighting for seats.

The commute is where you will most likely catch every cold of the season. It is where you'll grow extremely well at balancing sue to endless hour's forced into standing due to the seemingly endless shortage of seating.

But the worst thing many would say about their daily commute is the boredom. Without a friend of 'travel buddy' on is isolated on the commute. A battle between courtesy and the ability to complete ignore those around you.  It is this boredom that drains many people on their commute, the inability to do anything slowly sucking ones soul away.

The art to the commute is to find a way to fight of this boredom. To read is one of the best and most widely adopted method to escape boredoms clutches, however when forced to standing, reading becomes less of a liable option. Another way to defuse the bordom is the less comonly adopted blogging. To blog during ones comute is to achieve something and to keep the mind ocupied. An option favourd by all who own a smart phone is to play games on 'apps' or browse social media sites. However unlike the book and blogging playing games can become repetitive and dull after a months worth of back and forth travel.

However without some form of distraction when commuting one may easily find themselves feeling stagnant, stuck, their life woefully repetitive and the hours spent travelling may start to dawn on you as hours wasted in this short life.

This can not be allowed, to allow this to set in one may then find themselves drawing the conclusion that whatever causes the commute is not worth the hassle of the commute. Of course one may be completely correct in this thinking, but then again one may have just thrown away something brilliant for fear of boredom.

The art of the commute is quiet simply not to get bored, to find ways and means to ensure that your mind is busy during the hours spent travelling, to ensure you do not become stagnant one may change the manner they commute, from where, by train, by bus by taxi by car. All helps to stop stagnation, and to make the comute a fulfilling and enjoyable thing.

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