They say an apple a day keeps the doctor away. But what about two?
It’s funny how the start of one day is dependant on the end of the day before. My today did not get off to a good start – I went to bed late last night. Not late, like eleven. But that is late when your alarm goes off at 5am and you want to be up by 05:50 so that you can get showered, dressed, and fed in order to be out the door at 06:15 to get the 06:28 train.
I woke up at 06:18 today. I got up at 06:31 today. I missed the train today. So I decided get the next one-the 06:58-so I needed to be out the door at 06:45 today. PANIC! I shower and dress and it’s 06:41. I gel my hair, brush my teeth, tie my shoe laces – 06:44! Put on my coat, grab an apple and I’m out the door and hop into the car. I break the speed limit on the way to the train station and park hurriedly. Thank God I brought my umbrella (it’s raining). I rush on the packed platform as the train pulls in.
“Panic over”, I think as I board the train. I get on and I realise that the train was already really full before it even arrived in Rush and Lusk. And people are still boarding! …I’m angry now.
I just felt so uncomfortable. Every movement people made near me irritated me; I was infuriated at the sight of my fellow commuters; A guy got on at the next station and I just didn’t like the look of him – He was short, had bulging eyes, buck teeth, looked like he hadn’t washed since 1999, when he partied like it was 1999! And he’s leaning against the wall near my spot! My personal space!! And hands – horrible little hobbit hands! I can’t stop thinking that my day will never improve. I briefly think about the pros and cons of first degree murder (mainly the pros) as the hobbit man shifts his position. I try to think positive / happy thoughts but I can’t bring myself to so much as smile insincerely.
We pulled into Pearse Street train station around 07:35. Because I’m a considerate person I had decided to postpone eating my apple until I got off the train – I didn’t want to bother people with my chewing noises. I begin to munch as I step onto the platform.
Things seem ok. Not amazing – grand. I get into work and buy a pain au chocolate. Chocolate in the morning is the start of my change for the better (I thank the French – whichever Frenchman thought of chocolate surrounded by a croissant should be given a medal!!). I also eat a banana.
Then I do my study. Today I was studying case studies that demonstrate the benefits of regulation of the insurance market.
It’s after my study and half way though my second apple that I begin to feel amazing. For no reason, I just begin to smile. All seems right with world. I’m cracking jokes, laughing with my colleagues.
I’m so happy I could start a blog…
