3. Long and lonely commutes
I love these. At least a good hour of not having to deal with anyone else and their terribly inane bullshit. No one trying to turn my music down, so I can hear them tell me a story I don’t give a fuck about. I don’t mean to sound rude, but sometimes I just want to be left the fuck alone. I’m sure everyone feels this way as well. With all the distractions I have at home, these times are the only real time I have to myself, my thoughts and singing along to bands at the top of my lungs.

Fact: I listen to this album at least once a day and sing along to every word. It really makes the dreary commute go that much faster!

