I recently left my work for seven years. That meant leaving my comfort zone and starting anew. It wasn't so difficult until I had to reaquaint myself with the horrors of commuting.
I forgot why I hate them and why I soooooooooo love Rubi (our car) - passing through SLEX was horrific especially at night. I sometimes wake up from a short nap in the car to scream because the buses were just too damn close to my window - so close I can almost smell the stink of whatever gooey things were smudged onto their filthy body. It's a good thing my husband (who drives) doesn't get distracted too easily. Otherwise, we probably would have had our fair share of road accidents.
Good God, I hope these bus drivers know what they are doing.