Saturday, 29 August 2015

Creatures of habit

As i made my way to the mrt station, the crowd was starting to flood in as well. I took a glimpse at my watch as the hour hand rests on the number 7 and the minute hand just between the 5 and 6. It was the rush hour. The time where work has ended and everybody rushes to get back home to their family and friends.

I never enjoyed travelling on the train during this period. This time it was different, i decided not to reach for my earphones. As i quickly positioned myself comfortably in the corner beside the train doors, (nope not a particularly spacious corner but a little area i could call my own) i look around. Everyone had their phones in their hands, earphones securely plugged into their ears seemingly to be blocking out whatever sound there may be in the train. Men and women in their usual office attires, looking awfully dead and in need of an instant caffeine fix. It was almost impossible to find someone smiling there and then. I thought to myself,  "maybe they're just tired after a full day at work" , i mean who wouldn't be?

A man made his way into the not-so-crowded train, there wasn't any seats which isn't surprising and just plopped himself on the floor right opposite the cosy corner i was standing at. The only difference was that he was sitting on the floor with his white Apple earphones plugged in hugging his laptop bag tightly and slowly falling asleep and i was standing. He didn't look shabby at all, dressed in a crisp long sleeve button up, normal working pants and shiny black shoes. That was what surprised me.

It makes me scared to think about myself being one of these emotionless people in the train, not that it's any bad don't get me wrong. I find it difficult to imagine my life just being in this constant cycle. Breakfast, work, lunch, work, travel home, dinner, to bed, repeat. I mean school's similar, but there are still changes with the timetable, school timings and all that. Going into the working world is a whole new world, almost like a new way of life. One that i am afraid to step in and wish that i never have to, however impossible.

-To the really sweet people who wrote to me via the link given, i am really glad that my posts are relatable in any way and that thank you for your sweet messages, i do read every single one of them. However, i do really want to reply to you guys too! So if possible, just drop me an email! Sending some love from me to you. xx 

Much love, 
Rach xoxo

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