In 2016 there is little that people still find noteworthy or out of the ordinary. Yet the world's population prioritizes these new trivialities over what is granting them that freedom: Time.
Whether you have zoned out while staring out of a window on the plane, ferry, or train, philosophize about this: Do I have any work waiting for me to complete it? As someone that frequently finds himself commuting by train for hours at a time, I despise the idea of wasting the many minutes blatantly. While I am certainly not attempting to incriminate myself, I have to admit that I am guilty of committing this crime -- on multiple occasions -- knowingly. My plea? Boredom.
It has been the case for me, and I assume for many other commuters, that I have become bored to an extent where I was browsing media aggressively enough to make my phone gasp for air in its overheating voice. Although the errands requiring my commuting were all crossed off one by one from my agenda, I would come home to approximately 120 minutes worth of work remaining. This first paragraph was completed on the train from Helsingborg Central to Malmö Central. Now to finalize this piece, I have opened Pages yet again on my train from Warsaw Śródmieście to Siedlce to tap away 4 more paragraphs of thoughts.
Being on your phone when commuting is completely acceptable; however, I suggest that one formula is to be followed: Two apps are allowed, where one is pleasure and the other is business. In my case that couple is Pages and Spotify. Finally, the apps must be ran simultaneously so that the focus remains on being productive; that is, switching back and forth between Instagram and Word is not an option -- "multitasking" is the keyword here -- the way to great success!
Naturally, not all can relate to my firm belief in being productive while commuting as not all of you spend a significant amount of time on public transport, if any at all. It is therefore my intention to merely employ my case as an example of being focused in general, to always make the most out of your "free" time, to end your days with a "to do list" decorated with horizontal lines through every planned activity.
I do not necessarily prefer "train-ing" -- working when commuting by train -- it is simply the most common means of travel for me. Travel of all distances and durations has a cathartic undertone to it. I, for example, have predicted that my upcoming relocation will be the next to last conclusive piece of the puzzle that is my inspiration for a written reflection I have planned on writing for a long time.
I owe a lot to travel, most recently it has granted me a blessing that I am writing for at this very moment, testimony of my dream becoming a vivid reality. I do not mean to appeal to you by ending with a cliche, but I conclude that the journey does measure up to the destination. Interdependence.
