So the other week I posted about the benefits of the morning shift and being able to enjoy the morning cadence of a city among alive; this post is sort of the opposite as it’s about the evening cadence, however it’s not the same as I’m writing this on a Friday night where normally the city comes alive.
The most obvious thing to say is that it’s so very very quiet for a Friday- I’ve worked plenty of Friday and Saturday evening shifts at work where it’s chaotic, bonkers and intense, but tonight it’s the opposite. Now while I’m finishing at 01:00, so things could change between now and then, but as of 22:30, it’s shockingly dead.
Admittedly the city and the entire world has been riddled by COVID-19 over the last two and a bit years, and now with omicron being present, people could be reluctant to come out.
And really who could blame them? I certainly don’t.
It’s making for an interesting evening/observation- the foot traffic is consistent enough but there’s heaps of moments where it’s peaceful and almost calm like.
It’s sort of hard to explain- it’s like the pulse is still there and there’s moments of craziness but it’s as if the soul of the city doesn’t know if it’s alive or dead- it’s stuck in purgatory and doesn’t know what way to turn to.
It's making for an interesting night- hopefully by the time I eventually get home I can get some sleep!