My morning commute:
Walk outside just as the T rumbles by. I always miss the first train. Not to worry, another train will be along in five minutes. I find my usual seat, crack open my book and zone out for thirty minutes. Not a bad way to start the day.
My commute home is a completely different beast. There's no relaxing book reading, just pushing and shoving and annoyance. My solution to this is to take a different train that has fewer stops. I don't mind the little walk if I get off the train faster. Only took me a year to figure this out. I still feel like I stumbled upon some amazing secret.