I had an early breakfast before work today so was out of bed by 6.30. It was dark still outside as I readied myself for work.
The sun had not risen yet when I walked out the front door. There was a stillness to the air that was only deepened by the occasional random raindrop falling from the sky. For the first time in months we’d had decent rain overnight. I’d lain in bed listening in surprise to the rain rushing down. Before 7am the roads were still slick with it and, judging by the occasional puddle, the rain must have been substantial.
Normally I take a shortcut to Hampton station, heading down laneways and cutting through carparks. I had more time available today and so I walked up to Hampton street where I was certain of having cover should the rain some again.
The street was stirring as the day slowly lightened. A shoe store blazed with light advertising its goods, still hours away from opening. Farther along the newsagent was taking deliveries and preparing for the day. Good morning, he said to me as I passed him by. At the green grocer they were laying out the kerbside stands they would fill with produce. The butcher was getting ready too, and the bakery was already trading.
There are few people around at this time of morning except for those who have a living to make. It’s a separate world to what I live in, mostly overlooked and taken for granted. I’d rather stay in bed than get out of it, but I enjoy these sojourns and the insights they provide me. I feel aware of the world about me and, by extension, aware of myself. It lends perspective to the routines we unthinkingly follow day by day. The air is fresh too, and there’s a sense of awakening. The newness of the day is not yet rubbed off, and for a change you can enjoy it.
At the station the yellow lights reflected off the rain dark platforms. In either direction train tracks stretched straight and long. City bound the platform was sparsely populated by commuters silently waiting. Then the train comes and each of us shuffle onboard and find a seat, not a word spoken.
At my desk now feeling full after a big breakfast with a friendly colleague. I’d happily nap now but ahead of me is a full day before the journey home.