A busy station. If it were not for the American Flag flying high, this could be a station anywhere in the world. The scene depicts a routine that is played out every day, in every city. A mixture of happiness and sadness. Journeys of pleasure and pain, optimism and hopelessness. Travellers excited about their destination; workers dreading theirs.
Most of us have been both. We’ve navigated our way through the maze, day in and day out so we can escape, even if only for a short time, to join the people on the other side. With a destination locked securely in the travel guide tucked away in our back pocket, we become the happy, the optimistic, the traveller.
And if we notice the robotic maze of the worker, it is but for a fleeting second. Too painful to think about the time when the traveller becomes the worker and the tedious work-life journey resumes. For now, the traveller revels in the optimism of exploring the new city and doesn’t think of anything else.
Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.
– Neale Donald Walsch