First she got this new job.
Then the commute to work was awful. Just awful.
Then she noticed some days when the traffic seemed to be . . . more manageable.
Then she overheard someone talking about his plans for a holiday she had never ever heard of.
Then she made the connection: holidays/traffic. random holidays/less traffic. Then she lived for – albeit from behind the wheel of her car – every obscure holiday.
And maybe one day she would celebrate one of them, too.