way to work

Sitting in the back of the auto-rickshaw on my way to work today, it occured to me to start drawing again. I had stopped drawing as a habit after the first 2 years of college and stopped all soon after that except the occasional sketch for work. Lately I have been wishing for drawing tools instead of a camera, but it may be a while longer until this overcomes my laziness.
The morning ride has become a good routine finally, on my last day at work. The street signs are hidden or melt into advertisements and posters covering the walls of every building. But I discovered I now know the way to work! too bad it is the last day.
But just in case:
First a left at the street with the concret picket fence dividers, a u-turn after the blue steel shack, left onto the street market right after the giant trash container, see women selling orange flowers on strings on street corner, past first electronics and wires, then fruits and vegetables, follow the curve of the road left then right. Straight until the second gated street, left past big houses with glass and concret door ways, one of them with the last name Singh, past one guard booth, past a grocery with no doors, then left on to the wider avenue, the office is the 3rd house on the left side of the block.
The way home is another story though, it somehow is completely different and cost more always and I do not know I am there until I see the familiar red and white sign for coffee.