When I moved into the new place at the start of the year, I gave up my urban walk to work life style for a far more suburban existence.
This has had it's benefits and drawbacks. I now spend around an hour a day sitting on buses and a variable amount of time hanging around at bus stops. I also don't see the local drunks getting into their morning long necks at the corner store, or the small congregation of Turkish (I think) guys having their morning catch up. I actually rather miss these things.
What I don't miss are the regular break ins in the apartment parking lot and living on a main road, not to mention the occasional altercation with the local colour over my ownership of the beer I've just purchased from the corner shop.
You may think I include the time spent on the bus as a downside, and at first it was. However, as the morning walk to work becomes a more distant memory, the more I enjoy the contemplative moments jostled in amongst the other wage slaves, the more I enjoy starring out the window like a zombie insulated from the world by the glass and the small speakers nestled in my ear canals.
This is one of the best parts of my day. My mind is at its most relaxed and wonders with abandon. I am close to people, I am one of the mass, but we do not need to communicate, just be.
I almost feel sorry for the suckers stuck in traffic on the other side of the glass.
PS: this post was written entirely on my phone while on the bus on the way to work this morning. Only this post script and some minor formatting was added aferwards. The wonders of modern technology!
This has had it's benefits and drawbacks. I now spend around an hour a day sitting on buses and a variable amount of time hanging around at bus stops. I also don't see the local drunks getting into their morning long necks at the corner store, or the small congregation of Turkish (I think) guys having their morning catch up. I actually rather miss these things.
What I don't miss are the regular break ins in the apartment parking lot and living on a main road, not to mention the occasional altercation with the local colour over my ownership of the beer I've just purchased from the corner shop.
You may think I include the time spent on the bus as a downside, and at first it was. However, as the morning walk to work becomes a more distant memory, the more I enjoy the contemplative moments jostled in amongst the other wage slaves, the more I enjoy starring out the window like a zombie insulated from the world by the glass and the small speakers nestled in my ear canals.
This is one of the best parts of my day. My mind is at its most relaxed and wonders with abandon. I am close to people, I am one of the mass, but we do not need to communicate, just be.
I almost feel sorry for the suckers stuck in traffic on the other side of the glass.
PS: this post was written entirely on my phone while on the bus on the way to work this morning. Only this post script and some minor formatting was added aferwards. The wonders of modern technology!
Nice one bruver. I used to be the same on the buses in London but more thinking about the life of each and every different person thatgot on the bus at each stop. The 37 bus in Perth howeveris spent more trying not to fall off small seat and into the isle!
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