Suddenly realizing, what crushes me isn't work, it's commuting. The rush hour subway🚇 crushes me to the point where my feet leave the ground. I can't hear what’s playing in my headphones. I only know that the people around me are all breathing down my neck. In the evening, after work🌃, looking out at the dark sky outside the window, I suddenly want to cry. 24 hours a day, the company confines me for 9 hours, commuting kidnaps me for 3 hours, and I spend 8 hours sleeping. The life left for me is only 1 hour of scrolling on my phone before bed. So,