Sonder n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.
Well, I’m starting this week doing one of my favorite things, or at least one of the things I spend loads of time doing; hanging on a train.
I’ve just finished breakfast and will now enjoy doing nothing as I’m currently not working from home.
I’m on the big plus side when it comes to hours worked so for the rest of my trip I’ll enjoy the company of these.
Happy Monday ma peeps 🙂
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