Rush Hour Meditation

My previous post reminded me of a convo I had a while back with a friend about 'getting away from it all', the rat race, the daily ordeal of getting to work - rush hour. Pausing for a minute I confessed to a liking for that moment, where you are almost unconscious of where you are and what you doing, you are in the swarm, scrum, caught up in the flow of life, of humanity. I remember saying it was a bit mad, but theres a kind of bond there, you become part of a massive movement of people. Weather desired or not it's pretty irrevelant, it just is...maybe that's part of it's magic.