I don’t travel to London very often, which possibly makes it more enjoyable for me, as it’s not a chore.
Usually, people don’t talk to each other, I think regular commuters probably zone out, existing in their own bubble.
However, this recent journey was slightly different. The train was delayed, and so people started talking to each other, conversations started between complete strangers about the delay and sharing the latest updates. There was also quite a lot of banter going on with the girl at the station coffee stall, whereas normally commuters would probably buy their coffee and go.
Whilst people were generally fed up with the situation, which occurs on a regular basis – most were relaxed and probably resigned to the whole situation.
So instead of arriving in London feeling stressed and annoyed, not being able to share my frustrations, these brief conversations, forming very brief relationships, made the journey more enjoyable.
It takes so little effort to do this, and yet the stiff upper lip of the British and the stampede to get from A to B as quickly as possible, pushing and shoving, with little regard for others, gets in the way.
Yet I do see those brief smiles, a nod of acknowledgement, and help for someone struggling with luggage, making all the difference to that other person.
We are sociable beings, and as such need to form connections and relationships. Sadly at times, in our busy lives, we can forget that. And that can lead to feelings of isolation.