Here’s the uplifting truth: you are hurtling through a tube under a city on an island, powered by electricity, guided by tiny tracks. That’s incredible. Even at 20 mph, you’re faster than any human who ever lived before 1800. You’re a time traveler.
And when you finally pop up at your station, blinking into the daylight, you’ve won. You navigated the labyrinth. You survived the mysterious puddle on the floor. You are a London Underground legend.
So raise a cup of overpriced coffee to the Tube. It may not be fast, but it’s fast enough. And in a world that’s always rushing, maybe a little slowness is exactly what we need—especially if it means we get to avoid eye contact with strangers for a few more minutes. You’re doing great. Keep riding.
