Metro sanity…

At the moment when your mind is racing and you need a gift from God to clarify the emotions and put positive action into play; this quote recently appeared at a moment when I was feeling manic at work: Going to work for a large company is like getting on a train. Are you going sixty miles an hour or is the train going sixty miles an hour and you’re just sitting still?  Since moving into my apartment I have caught the metro to work each day and some days I do feel like I am going nowhere while it speeds down the line.

Just sitting still; no you are never just sitting still on a metro.  The longer I catch the metro the more I learn about its ebbs and flows.  If I catch a metro before eight am its normally a little more congested compared to if I catch it at roughly quarter past eight.  Within that fifteen minutes I have no idea where everyone goes but I know its spells a seat for me for more than half the journey to work.

I work here!!

The faces are also much more familiar, there is the stick insect girl who has the curliest mop of long hair that is so large that she looks even tiny than she already is.  Then there is a guy who has a funky little ponytail, round glasses and sandals and heaven forbid he normally has red or purple socks on.  Intriguing me the most are the Muslim women in their abaya’s, the elegance of these women and their khol rimmed eyes ensures that whatever work stress I was mulling over is quickly forgotten while I get absorbed in a daydream about what is happening in their lives and what they look like underneath.

After some long stressful days returning to my apartment with the tranquility of the gold class and its never ending people watching sanity breaks can mean the difference of a horrendous day and a mildly unpleasant day.  Many people have asked me why I haven’t purchased a vehicle since moving to Dubai but to give up my 30 minutes of observing the multicultural melting pot of people watching and not having to battle traffic is not a consideration to me.

Dubai Metro Gold Class

If you are not a public transport person, try it one day.  You might just be pleasantly surprised.

Blessed Be

Robyn xox

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