Last Thursday I had the opportunity to get some training at work. This meant that instead of working my regular graveyard shift, I would go to work during the day.
After three months of Graveyards, I have forgotten what it was like to see so many people walk along the streets in sidewalks. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen the hustle and bustle of everyday ‘daytime’ life – shops open, restaraunts steaming, cars zooming… I’ve forgotten.
On the way back, I took the West Coast Express, a commuter train not unlike the Go trains of Toronto. For most of the ride, I saw flashes of city life gradually changing to warehouses and port container facilities which eventually blended into forests, and an unspoiled view of Burrard Inlet with trees, eagles seagulls and the odd sea otter. I’ve forgotten just how beautiful the world looks during the day.
I miss it. I really do. I look forward to the day where I can drink it all in on a daily basis…
… or would it just get kinda… well…. ordinary?