This week my life changed a little. A chapter started in my book. I started my new position at my company, and with that came some very permanent change. I never embrace change well. A reason why I still haven't tried Sushi till this day. Then imagine my anxiety when I'm left with no choice but to travel to and from downtown Toronto on the TTC Subway. AND then the Scarborough RT. A commute totalling 1.5 hrs. I used to get to work in mere 30 minutes in my Accord. But since joining the mortal ways, I have to forgo the luxury of my car. I guess things could have been okay had I been used to the TTC. But I'm not. In fact I have had an aversion to the TTC for a long time now, my best friend can attest to this if you must know. To put things in perspective, I have not 'rode the rocket' since 2001 when I finished high school.
Monday I took the Scarborough RT to Kennedy Station. I was impressed it only took 10 minutes to get from one end to the next. I didn't know that. Okay, well I'm not here to give you the itinerary of my daily commute. No. The parallel world of unknown strangers is what got me blogging this morning. I don't think I thought about this much, I surely must have at some point though as I'm a self professed wonderer of life's ambiguity. Yet, travelling among the crowd has made me think much more on this subject.
On any given day in my life I see a set of people. My parents, my sister/brother-in-law, my younger brother, a friend or two, colleagues and Niroshan. Sometimes I have the odd days where I step out of this circle and acknowledge some extended family and friends. And this is my world.
WILL WRITE MORE.