They are running for the bus, nearly being run over themselves.
They are running down the steps, willing to break their
ankles just to catch the train.
ankles just to catch the train.
They are prying the doors, willing to break their wrists,
just to get into the train.
just to get into the train.
They are pushing their way in, looking for a seat, for a
rail. Even if they don't find anything
they are relieved just to be in. They stand still, squeezed by others, with just
enough room to breath.
rail. Even if they don't find anything
they are relieved just to be in. They stand still, squeezed by others, with just
enough room to breath.
It's a scene of misery. No one
looks happy commuting. No one looks happy doing the 9-5 job. Everyone has a dream job. Very few have the encouragement to pursue
it. The misery continues. I refuse to accept it. There's got to be a better way. There's just got to be.
looks happy commuting. No one looks happy doing the 9-5 job. Everyone has a dream job. Very few have the encouragement to pursue
it. The misery continues. I refuse to accept it. There's got to be a better way. There's just got to be.
