On the train today I am back. I am back after 3 weeks and nothing has changed. I was not hoping. People sipping on their caffeine boost, reading their or someone else’s paper, snoozing off, knitting, blabbing on their phone, staring blankly in the air, ignoring each other, on their way to another routine day at work.
On the train today I am back from my honeymoon in paradise Fiji islands where a father in the morning asks one of his sons to go fishing and the other to collect firewood. And they seem to be the happiest people, smiling and taking it easy all day long. It felt like paradise.
Back here a friend tells me ‘welcome back to reality‘. I’d like to believe that those Fijians live in reality. We live in a made-up life. I did not miss my everyday train.
chocolate train that i saw in darling harbour during my 2 weeks off before the wedding
Or maybe I did.
Hey Patrick!
A welcome back to you, and Everyday Train. And best regards to the missus