Commuting becomes such a routine, especially if done at the same time every day, that you almost develop a community of travellers who share the same commute time window. One such member in my travel community, is a guy who uses a bicycle as his means of transport. He stands out from the rest of the cycling commuters as he is kitted out with genuine cycling gear. Blue and white shirt, lycra pants, and a blue helmet. I imagine it is all he has because it is the same gear every day. The other morning I watched him glide down the on-ramp with his arms raised up and spread wide like wings. Not the safest thing to be trying in morning traffic but also not the first time I've seen him trying something slightly perilous. My immediate thought was not the danger but rather how much he was enjoying himself. He was genuinely having a blast, flying like an eagle. How many things do we just do out of duty and not allow ourselves the freedom to actually enjoy simple moments in a child-like manner? Here was this grown man, not giving a care to what people around him thought to just enjoy that moment to the utmost. He will probably never know that his actions that morning are being read about around the globe and, rightly so, he probably wouldn't care either. His actions, did however, gave me reason to pause and to see that we are often so busy considering our appearances and perceived reputation that we miss out on the fun in life, even if it is just in the simple things. Sure there is time to be serious and professional, but I believe an environment where smiles and laughter is the norm, will be far more productive than a hushed morose one.
I have an unusual mind, in that, I 'see' what people are saying to me in an alternative light as well as the intended meaning. Some, enjoy the alternative light responses I give, and some probably think I am a clown. Just like my cycling eagle, I don't really care, I just want to genuinely enjoy the moment, laugh a lot and hopefully make some people smile a little bit more along the way. These days there is definitely a shortage of smiles, so I will continue to be a "clown" for the sake of those who appreciate it.
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