How long does it take?
I’ve got the answer for that. 2 weeks. That’s how long the city takes to change you. 2 weeks ago, fresh at work I told my co-new starter to kill me if I ever walk around the city like one of those people who don’t smile and look like the weight of the world rests on their shoulders. The impatient lot. We all know them. We’ve all seen them.
Today, I was one of them. I scowled twice because someone ahead of me was walking leisurely whilst I just wanted to get to my destination (the bus stop) quickly. I did get there, but almost did not recognise the girl reflected in the dark tinted windows when the bus arrived.










