In some ways it is a blessed relief. But sometimes it sucks. Sometimes I miss that urban stimulus. The rush of being in a crowd of diverse faces. The buzz of being in a slipstream of Londoners and feeling like a tiny ant amidst it all.
When it sucks, I have a bona fide pick me up. Something that makes me feel alive and reconnected to this wonderful metropolis that is London town.
Waterloo Station at rush hour.
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Even during Victorian times, Waterloo Station was chocka-block |
It is my preserve of sanity. Slipping and sliding amongst the crowds flooding the station, my ipod plugged in and music pumping, I imagine myself in an 80's video game, dodging all the people hurtling my way. Sometimes I get into a zone where I don't even have to look ahead anymore. Sometimes it feels like I'm floating.
And then all of a sudden I'm out of the station and onto the streets of London and I feel fantastic.
Try it sometime. Make sure you have a good soundtrack plugged in and don't close your eyes the first time you do it.