No End In Sight

You'd think that having a full time job that's stable, in a good work environment, with some level of prestige, and a fun-money-for-hanging-out-and-paying-off-credit-card job would relieve some of the pressure I have been feeling for a year.

They don't.

I have bigger responsibilities. More things depend on me. And I have a new place which means I have to buy everything. Everyday is a constant struggle of what do I need vs what I want. Ikea and Bed, Bath & Beyond must love me for the hundreds of dollars I've spent there. Today I have to buy a wireless router and figure out how to connect everyones Macs to said router and how to make a secure connection. I'm sure it's easy. But it's really not something I look forward to at 8pm at night.

To add to this stressful mess, what is upsetting me lately is my commute to work. It's not the LENGTH of time on the train that kills me, it's that 8:30am rush of people getting in and out of the subway with lots of pushing in the middle. It's a good thing most people are silent on the train. I imagine everyone keeps their lips tightly shut because if they didn't imagine the barrage of profanities that would pour out? That's how I feel, anyhow.

Strangely enough, after my murderous thoughts on the subway each morning, whenever I get off the train and walk to work, I often feel a sense of glee because I am living in one of the best cities in the world. And guess what? I am making it.

Plus, I have found the train that's going to allow me my sanity.



This lovely train offers me outside platforms (which means light and relative fresh air) and the view of the Brooklyn Bridge and Lower Manhattan when crossing over the Manhattan Bridge. What more could I want?

Crossing bridge





I love photos of people waiting on subways. Thanks flickr!