If it's any consolation, you get your bandwidth back after you leave the job. I have wings now or something. *flapstretch* Also, you get to keep the bank account and credibility long after you leave, yay.

There's always Patricia C. Wrede or Anne of Green Gables, for easy commute reads that don't cause victim-blaming asides. Also, Lonesome Dove is a remarkably awesome book despite the miniseries. Then you can cross every street thinking "better cross this river while the crossin's good!"