Trains

i commute to work daily by train, it's an hour of my life each day, which is nothing to complain about really when you think of the people going to and from London from the south coast or from further afield, in a way i admire these people the dedication to do that, i think you would really have to enjoy your work to want to travel that far, or maybe it is the freedom it gives you when you are not at work, the fields and countryside rather than city centre living.
my trip in is slightly more sedate, the walk to the station, casual and quiet, is nice, especially in winter, the darkness and weather normally contribute to a solitary walk, with few people and cars around, and now in half term week it is even quieter.
it is strange that even though we like to think of ourselves as breaking the mould or being free spirited individuals with choice, that we always stick to the same routine, creatures of habit, i catch the same train every day, even though there are 4 an hour, i slightly panic at the thought of being late for the train, so i will hurry myself rather than miss the train i get on - why ? it is not like i have people waiting to see me on the train or people are going to be let down, i am generally the first person in at work, but i do nothing that 15 minutes later could not be started just as well? strange really.
well 15 mins is up at the station, amazing how much you can think of on the train, and how much you can randomly write on your blakberry whilst on the train, still it is better than reading the metro or not talking to anyone so why not write about it.