All these years keeping fairly skinny from carrying big books around.
Now my ribs called. They want to break up.
Just 40 minutes on the train total every day, and the back must bear a fat library & a notebook, pens & documents.
And sometimes the ears never remove the earphones, meaning paper is not engaged.
The right elbow wants answers.
The neck and shoulders cannot offer boundless hospitality.
Still, there’s a lot to be said. About being prepared. Say for example I was stuck in a tunnel for two hours.
Would two big books sustain me? Very probably.
Would you choose between these two? Not happily.