Creative nonfiction

Here and Now #DiscoverWP

Spring is most certainly in the air. Having woken up at a godforsaken hour this morning in order to get myself to work by seven, I can’t help but be thankful I’m not leaving home in the dark. There’s a slight nip in the air but nothing close to the last few months. While the sun hasn’t risen as yet, dawn has broken.


Catching the train at six in the morning has its perks. Fewer people is one of them. The usually packed train has breathing space today. The commuters though, are still the same. There are the office-goers dressed in suits and reading the newspaper. You can tell a lot about a person if they read The Daily Telegraph as opposed to the Sydney Morning Herald. Then again, that could just be my judgemental view. I can see some uni students with headphones stuck in their ears and textbooks in their hands. It brings back memories to my university days; except I always studied dead into the night. Then there are other early morning workers; some staring hard into their phones swiping as they do, others reading a book or two and still others, fast asleep. It is early, after all.

One of the beauties of catching public transport is the opportunity to watch people. To see how they interact with others and the world around them. Headphones shut people out. I’m not a fan of that. I like connection. I like exchanging smiles with a random stranger or even making eye contact. I like that someone can ask me something as mundane as when the next bus is expected. I like that we can communicate. Of course, usually while sitting on the train, there’s hardly any communication and connection.

Just last week, I sat next to a woman. She was colouring in while I was reading. A little further into our journey, she pulled out a packet of tissues and offered me a couple; I hadn’t realised how much I was sniffling that morning. Gratefully, I took a couple and in that moment, we communicated. More than I do most mornings. Spring certainly is in the air.

Occasionally, I glance out the window. The green trees that line most of my journey are always a welcome sight. With the advent of spring, it seems greener, with multitude of flowers peppering the plants hanging along walls. The water views as we cross the bridge when we leave the shire at the start of my journey are usually the highlight of my trip. It doesn’t matter how engrossing a book is, I will take that minute to just admire the view. Some days there’s a beautiful sunrise, on other days, it’s shimmering waters. There may be a lone kayaker on some mornings, making me slightly envious of him or her. How nice must it be to be out and about in nature this early!

I know in about three weeks’ time, I will no longer be taking this journey. I will be travelling shorter distances away from this all in a less crowded region. I will still view the water as it’s a sea change after all. But I will miss my bridge. I will miss my views. My heart will probably long for all that’s familiar and take time to embrace the new. I know this because seven years ago, when I moved into this area, it didn’t initially feel like home. But then, within a month, it gathered me in its bosom and gave me the comfort I needed.

Just like that, while heralding spring, I was home.

(c) Sanch V @ Sanch Writes (16 September 2016)

Written for the #DiscoverWP challenge in the form of a freewrite. Also linking with Grace for FYBF

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    September 16, 2016 at 8:31 am

    Isn’t train travel a peculiar thing? As you say, everyone connects (or disconnects) differently. I once got talking to a passenger whilst travelling in Queensland. I was complaining about the heat and my desire to move to Melbourne. Long story short. My fellow commuter had a friend in Melbourne who was recruiting. I landed the job and moved cities within weeks! I often think back on that as a bit of a sliding doors moment.
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    Amy @ HandbagMafia
    September 16, 2016 at 8:33 am

    I had a fab train ride this morning- quiet, dark and swift. Very under rated when it’s not peak hour.

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    Nicole @ The Builder's Wife
    September 16, 2016 at 10:32 am

    I don’t get to travel on public transport very often however love the opportunity to people watch when I do. Usually I am on the way to an event in the City, so a totally different kind of people are traveling then to the business people you are experiencing. 🙂

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    September 16, 2016 at 3:08 pm

    I haven’t traveled by train in AGES. People watching is fascinating when you do. That was my favourite part when I used to commute years ago.
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    Kirsty @ My Home Truths
    September 16, 2016 at 6:43 pm

    I loved reading this Sanch. It felt as if I was on the train with you!

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    September 17, 2016 at 5:00 pm

    I have only travelled on the train with the grandkids as a treat and never in peak hour. I did catch a bus to the city that way when I was doing a 2 day course and I am afraid I would always prefer my car!! I like the ways in which you make the train travel have meaning for you! Oh, I read the Herald every single day and have done so for about 50 years… and on the weekends I balance it with the Tele as a well. I am a newspaper junkie. I will be so sad when that era ceases.
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    September 19, 2016 at 4:28 am

    Loved reading about how you pictured the crowd around and yourself inside the public transport during your past trip. Some things and routes that we may used to after a while, might come to end someday and make us missing them out of the blue.

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    September 19, 2016 at 9:40 pm

    I much prefer trains than buses. One of the best things about living in Japan was commuting on the train – always on time, clean and convenient. I can understand how you will miss your regular commute every morning. It’s all about anticipating change, isn’t it?
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