I am on a bus.
I spend a lot of time on buses. For various reasons (mostly financial) I get buses to work rather than the faster train journey. It’s three buses each way, one very short, one reasonably short, and then the long one which I’m on from the very beginning to one stop from the end. On a good day this means spending about 3.5 hours on the bus, on a less good day, closer to 4.5 or even 5. Although this means less sleep, and less free time, it has its up sides: I always get a seat (very unlike the train), I get through a lot of books and/or podcasts, when I get to work from home it practically feels like the weekend.
But when I day dream about promotions, one of the first things on my list is a train ticket.