The Morning
Everyday it's the same grey and boring morning that just waits to be lived and repeated, maybe until the end of my days. Everyday it results more difficult to start the trip and to smile for the next twenty minutes. It may be the only part of the day which doesn't offer any surprises, nothing changes from one day to the other.
It starts at seven o'clock when the alarm clock buzzes. Maybe this is the most important moment in the whole day, since the first thing I do when I open my eyes, is to look out of the window to see which colour will cover the following hours the sky, and depending on this, my mood will be marked for the rest of the day. But, anyway that doesn’t mean that I really get up at seven o'clock. No, I probably stay until 7:30 o'clock in bed. So when I get up I have to dress as fast as possible so that I could have at least four minutes to have breakfast without arriving late at school.
Now the worse and most boring, and I even would say, terrifying part in the whole morning just waits. When I'm walking to Saint-Lazare to take the subway, I just see sad, angry, stressed or tired faces, but no one happy, there's nobody smiling in this twenty minutes trip where everything seems to be a soulless mix of thousands of people who are just living once more their boring morning. In the subway it's even worse. Hundreds of people are pushing each other to get at least four or five centimeters to get just a bit of fresh air, without sweat or dust, to breath. And moreover there's this horrible and permanent noise that lacks any human contribution. Just quiet faces, and all of them also sad tired or whatever. It's not really a nice image to see, no, it's rather oppressive, to be suffering this short instant of ten minutes in that hot and almost dead subway. It's a big relief to get out of this coffin, out to the other side of the city, but never far enough to escape from this robotic morning action.
Edgar
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Marta M. -
V & A -
sergio -
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Jorge -
I like the slow motion feeling that it gives, but I guess that I have really enjoyed because I have the same gry opinion abaout what a subway journey is: A mobile cage full of the most anoying feeling of lonelyness.
ale y vero only -
Debbie -
Pat -
vero vs alejandra,veronica vs ale -
Ramiro -
The article is really good, like Edgar's essays use to be.