My commute was quite lovely... and dark. It was 60 degs F when I left the house with my beloved DH, and we made the first light which is VERY rare so I took off on my big chain ring and crossed the intersection and flew down the hill. As we approached my office, I pointed out the 1954 Supercontinental that they are reassembling in the yard outside my office, you can just see it because it's getting light out. Then the silliest part of the commute, I ride an extra 3/4 of a mile so I can ride ALONG the fence of the compound (much like being a prisoner, I guess) with DH on the other side, racing me. Then I saunter into our building and check out how many other people rode bikes today. ZERO. ha. I'm the only one.
Lovely commute, thanks for asking.