I was sleepily, wearily waiting for the metro at 6:10 AM, at Arpad hid. Not many people were sharing my faith on this fine Sunday morning, after all the celebrations connected with the New Year. It is always a strange feeling to stand there, next to the tracks..a bit lost in time...the digital clock shows the next metro is to arrive in 3 minutes, but it is usually wrong, so you cannot really expect when the long snake will feel pity for you and slide in to pick you up and carry you on. I tend to concentrate only on my bed in these moments, I imagine how quickly I will scooch under the cover, hugging Sullivan, and falling asleep.
Then the metro arrives, I get on, and look around me..it interests me what I can see on the faces..mainly exhaustion...they reflect the longing for the softness of the pillow, the warmth of the cover, the protecting hand of the loved one around...there is the conflict of dreams and reality painted on those faces...it rarely happens, that somebody smiles at this time of the day, while sitting there, flying closer and closer to the destination which triggers a circle...a circle containing coffee, computer, colleagues, lunch, coffee, work, logging out, and taking the subway again to finish the day, how we started it...
I realized, that the metro arrives to the tram station with such a timing, that if I do not rush up the elevator, I miss the tram, and the next one is to come in 10 minutes. But I hate to rush...so I did not run up, I let the elevator complete its task, it brought me up from underneath..from the world below, and to my surprise the tram was still there, and driver waiting for me to hop on. It made me content to know, that the universe was helpful enough and did not wish to deprive me of an extra 10 minutes of sleep.
Once at home, I jumped to bed and slept till about 2PM, then I opened the shades and the sun was shining! I have not seen the sun shining for about the week now, so it was really a new experience...the weather might have decided lately to reflect my mood, or just wished to show some solidarity and imitated the clouds of my soul by putting a thick grey cover over the whole city, but today...it decided to give me a push, to urge me to move on. Even my plants were very glad to see a bit of light...and all of a sudden the promise of the spring grew in us with a vast speed.
For today as well I had a meeting organized, a friend, currently living and working in the UK visited me. He is close to my heart, though we do not meet often, when we actually manage, it puts my energy stocks to a healthy level. Thanks David! :) We had a tea, then a shot of home made palinka, and finally ended up in KFC, talking about society, life, love and all these great topics we tend to circle around, but hardly are capable of understanding it. We shared our views, he gave me comfort, and injected some strength into me, he encouraged me to focus on the future and the present and let the past go, he asked me to have faith that everything is going to get better, all I need is time...but time seems to be my enemy lately, I try to make peace with it, hoping that then he will be more merciful with me, but I am not the best negotiator lately.
I'm at home again, and just collecting the pluses of the day (which is not even over yet) and I am satisfied, I can book a healthy balance :) spot on tram ride, good sleep, caressing rays of the sun, English breakfast tea from my friend, not too spicy chicken wings, energizing talk with David, and last but not at least:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7VQ8ndz56x0&feature=related
This song fits my mood this evening.
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