I'm Coming Home

Fighting my way past the commute is a jolly good time, but this time I had a bit of fire in my belly because I knew that by the end of the day, I'd be back at home in my flat. That thought really helped me sail through the day, and the MegaBus journey felt much shorter because I could literally envision walking in, taking my shoes off and going to bed. And that's exactly what I'm doing now.