Commuting is a no-man’s land between home and work, and back again.
For some people, where their workplace is their home, it may take only a few minutes; for others, several hours, time sacrificed each day in travel. This time is spent walking, cycling, driving, riding a train or a bus, or even travelling by plane.
Commuting can be productive, it can be soulless, it can be lonely, it can be wasted; it is a thoroughly modern phenomenon, with no recourse to scripture or ancient dogma that might shed light on its place in a spiritual life.
Commuting is when I do a lot of my thinking. And sometimes I share those thoughts here.