City Culture

August 21, 2016

 

#Rush hour used to be the thing I loved the most about big #city life especially being packed into public #transport like a sardine with other commuters, all of us looking too tired under the harsh lighting. The rides to and from #work became the highlight of my #day next to the one day a week I’d sleep in and have to buy my coffee from the #station.  On those days queuing up next to coiffured lades and #Calvin Klein men I’d feel like I was worth something.

 

It’s funny though isn’t it how age changes your worth?

 

Now older and back to a #job in a #big city the same things don’t thrill me anymore. The #architecture and #shops still delight me of course, that feeling of being so lost in a #place so tall will never leave me. It’s just that now I look at my fellow passengers with sadness because they don’t seem that thrilled anymore either. I know we are all going home #tetchy to our loved ones because we are stressed and tired. That as much as we long for a hug the moment we step in the door we need to shower the ride home away.

 

Still, the #museums are gorgeous!

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