On a good day, the drive from my house to work is less then ten minutes. I play my favourite cd as loud as I can which is not very loud when I'm driving with Valodya. There is construction going on at every corner or so it seems. But as soon as I turn onto Columbia and head down the hill, the view is spectacular. On my left the mountains and the river, and on my right are the huge cement planters filled with flowers that remind me of an island in the Mediterranean. Every morning.
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