Time Flies When Your Having Fun?

The lifestyle is so different here.

Everyone is so busy. Caught up in this twighlight zone of time. They walk with their heads down and avoid feet everywhere.

You push your way onto the bus in the morning. You sqeeeze through the faceless people on the train so you can get a decent standing space so your not touching anyone because all the seats are taken.

Even on my own street, noone looks up to see who is going into the house next to them. In the odd chance where I do catch someones eye, I look away quickly coz its so strange. I was scared to ask a woman in the grocery store about lemongrass...because she didnt work there. She looked at me startled that I was speaking to her.

I dont have any time to do anything. I work, I get home and I feel so drained that I just sit in front of the tv and let it entertain me until bedtime. When Nick gets home (usually at 8 lately) hes so tired from the day, he eats and falls asleep. I usually have to wake him up to go to bed.

Were so happy its the weekend and we dont have to work for 2 days that we go out socializing in pubs (coz english dont like going round peoples houses) and we drink...and we dont eat...coz were drinking...and we get a late train home only to pass out and wake up the next day late, with a hangover and find on saturday, were to tired and hungover to get things done around the house only to make plans to go out saturday night (which wouldnt be a saturday night without drink) and sunday again were to tired and hungover to get things done around the house and its our last day off so we laze around only to find that its sunday night and were back to work on monday. Its a vicious cycle. and now its end of october.

Sometimes I think that life is to hard here. Is this really a life to be living? Where time goes so fast that you cant seem to keep ahead of yourself?

Ive forgotten what my hobbies were. Ive forgotten what we do in Canada if we dont go to the pub.

I get asked these questions throughout my day and Ive realized what Ive forgotten.

It makes me sad to be caught in a whirlwind. I guess its just to exciting.

One can only handle so much excitement.