This is only a short post.
I have worked three slightly longer than usual days and they were intense. So, I am tired. I shall not tell you how long the work days were or you will laugh at me and say you work that everyday!
Lately I have had trouble going to sleep and then waking up early only to drift off just as the alarm goes off. Interrupted sleep patterns are annoying and I really feel the pinch of lack of sleep as the days progress. The moment I sit in front of the television the urge to nod off and close my eyes is excruciatingly delicious.
I am looking forward to the upcoming weekend where I shall lock myself into the studio and post some blogs and catch up on everyone else’s blogs at my own leisure!
Today I have uploaded a picture of the train station not far from my house.
I like to ride my bike down to Centre Road on a Saturday or Sunday morning and pick up bread and fruit and vegetables. I have a coffee and read the newspaper sometimes or have a nosey around in whatever shops may be open.
It is kind of an hour of peaceful time.
When I get to the train station I like to park the bike against the rail and watch people walking by and chatting. There is a palm tree just nearby that often has Rosella’s chattering away within it’s spiky fronds. I love looking at them, although I learnt a long time ago not to stand underneath the tree. Just keep to one side.
When the train is on it’s way, the bells ring loudly and the boom gates drop down forcing the traffic to stop and have some time out whilst the train makes it’s way to the station to pick up and drop off the commuters.
Personally though, I would be unlikely to travel too often on trains here in Melbourne. They are overcrowded, often run late, full of really, really weird people, have heating and cooling issues and are usually grubby. Also expensive and the ticketing process is rather complicated. Most stations are not manned so they can be a bit shabby looking.
I have felt safer using public transport at 11.00pm in the heart of London than I have felt here using it 7.00 pm on a weeknight.
Having used public transport in a few countries overseas, I can certainly vouch for the fact that Australia has a long way to go to reach international standards.
But still, I love train stations. We do have some gorgeous old ones in various suburbs and there is always a feeling of bustling activity during peak hour that makes one feel part of society. That is a good thing.
Sometimes when I ride my bike around and watch what is going on around me, I wonder if I shall be doing the same thing in ten or twenty years.
I wonder also, would I be commenting on it here?
Which makes me ask a question. Do most people who have a blog expect to keep it up indefinitely?
Because I do.
I like to think I shall be reading the same blogs I read now.
That would be so nice.
I am getting a bit dreamy right now looking into the next ten years of blogging.
Need to go to bed.