I realized something today.

I get up, I get ready, I walk down a long hallway to the elevator in my building. I ride down to the ground floor, get in my car in the garage, and drive out.

I pull into my work parking garage, I get out of the car. I take the stairs or the elevator down to enter the building. Then I take another elevator up to my floor.

I spend the majority of my day within concrete walls. Confined, riding in and out of elevators and in and out of cars to get in and out of buildings.

I’m not saying I mind this situation. I’m just saying it’s a little depressing when you actually think about it.

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