Surreal underground

As a result of my newly embraced eco-friendly approach to life in the city meets psychosis of daily urban traffic, I am riding the underground. Which gets surreal when I have a perfect audition of Pink Martini performing Sympathique, while observing my fellow commuters.

It somehow reminds me of the words of an actor friend who noticed me in similar weather conditions: “You are so not from here!”

5 Responses to “Surreal underground”

  1. I do too. Never tried Pink Martini, though:)

  2. oh! Please do! But don’t forget the noise absorbent headphones. They’re essential!

  3. When I read you, I wonder if I am really living a normal life. These days, my eyes are somehow blind to the simple things that make me happy, and my ears… Oh, my ears… I just want a cork in everything, especially my over-thinking head!

  4. oh, well, nobody really is. So remember everything passes. As for the cork, it’s not good in the wine and it’s not good in the brain. There! Feeling better already?

  5. See a smile? -> :) Yeah, it’s there. More like a grin, but whateva.

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