Alive, though barely, I was on the train home after a horrendous lab, watching the same stations pass by like they always do.
Doors closing. Please stand clear.
Across from me, a guy in a suit was hunched over his laptop, typing like something might fall apart if he stopped. A girl by the window was rewatching the same TikTok over and over, her face washed in the glow of her screen. Further down, someone was staring blankly at the doors, like they had mentally checked out a few stops ago. Everyone looked different but it all felt the same. Headphones on, eyes down, moving from one place to the next as if it were automatic.
The train feels like being in limbo; not bad or even stressful, just predictable. Like something to get through rather than something to actually experience. I remember thinking, ‘Is this what life is supposed to feel like?’I mean, life isn't necessarily worse than it used to be, just flatter. Now that everything is organised, optimised and totally perfectly efficient, it's lost the feeling behind it.
Maybe what could make these small moments feel full again isn't excitement, but attention. Nietzsche, for example, believed in saying yes to life, even in its randomness and imperfection; choosing to make the most of each second as the ‘perfect moment’ we all seem to be waiting for simply doesn’t exist. That being said, below are some of my small ways to stop moving through your day and start being inside of it.



