Sigh, another day in the office has come and gone to have done practically nothing yet again.
The taste of dull grey dampens the dopamine sensors usually circulating through my veins to spread love and joy,
And I could sure use a sight of smiles right now…
I walk outside through the revolving doors, exclaiming, “I’m free at last, victory is mine”!
Why hello there commute land, it is nice to see you again…
It’s again that time to board the stuffed Chicago Red Line Transit Train at rush hour o’clock pm.
At least I don't have to stand today.
Meanwhile, my mind feels like a messy apartment being struck by a tornado…
Sigh, I wish I could consistently use my time to its fullest potential,
No matter where I am,
But I am suffering from fried brain and am too toasted to be productive or read right now…
I guess I’ll go to distracted land…
Crap, now I’m starting to fall asleep… and I’m still 10 stops away… I can do this, I can really do this!
Oh look, my favorite, the loud chitter chatter about people’s days, work complaints, or other high level train talk…
What else do I see or hear besides people yapping away…
A business man in a suit reading the New York Times, some older lady reading 50 Shades of Grey, a different man sleeping across 4 seats who’s covered in blankets, snoring quite loudly, as well as some college students playing Sudoku and doing their homework at the last minute...
And of course... the leg spreaders, obnoxious gum chewers, loud phone talkers, people coughing and spreading germs, and the inconsiderate lameos who take up 2 seats with themselves and their crap.
I’ll just keep finding something to pass the time... tickity... tockity... tickity… tockity…
I must focus! Must…pull out phone… and write something… I feel like I’m wasting time… nooooo!!!
Three stops later… “Attention passengers, we are standing momentarily waiting for signal clearance, we expect to be moving shortly”, which pisses people off.
Where’s the positivity that needs to shine through the mundane?
Why do people feel rushed and caught up all the time?
I wish I could be glowing and holding a golden lit-up orb to project some light in here…
In the meantime, I’ll put up my “despair-be-gone” shield to block the negativity and think about how my dear friend from the sky energizes me with the power of contagious smiles…
20…minutes…later…
Yay the train’s moving again!
Unfortunately, there are still 7 stops to go…
Shortly after this delay, a father and his super adorable son who looks to be no more than 5 walk onto the train…
This little boy is bouncing off walls and looks like he drank a glass of magic happy hyper sugar juice prior to his journey.
He seems to be the only one who can find fun in this joint... without a care in the world...
Those surrounding the little boy see him as irritating due to his hyperness, but I see him as the spark of joy we need in our lives, just like smiles!
The father and his son leave 3 stops later and the atmosphere is uplifted!
If only the rest of this train could have a glass of magic happy hyper sugar juice!
I’m continuing to stare blankly on this moving train... and trying not to fall asleep... or drop my phone...
Falling asleep… must… be… productive… must stay awake… must… zzzzzz…
*ding dong… doors closing…* Wilson is next…
NOOOOOOOO how did I miss my stop?
Guess I should actually get some sleep if I’m falling asleep in public again and actually want to be productive…
But regardless of silly setbacks and downer people, it’s just a train ride!
Just be sure to know that trains always move forward,
Productivity will find you,
And the light is strong enough to shine through the windows!
