When the train schedule says a specific time, it means it. I missed my train this morning by 2 min and was
forced to wait 20 min for the next.
Rule #1: The train/bus decides when you sit, stand, wait, or get going.
“Letting Go.”
After my class this afternoon, I rushed to the bus stop only to wait 15 minutes (luckily it had only just stopped raining). I kept squinting my eyes and peering down the street to see if the bus was coming–thus engaging in a human instinctual behavior that is a direct disavowal of reality–it didn’t make the damn thing move any faster. I started to worry that the bus would come late making me miss the train forcing me stand at the train station for 20 min and possibly end up at my next destination too late. Oh, the anxiety! I started to think that this whole “saving the environment one train ride at a time” was a stupid idea–it was going to give me high blood pressure.
The train came regardless of my impatience and guess what? I got to the train station right on time.
Relinquishing control is hard for any guy who has almost always had life by the steering wheel. I’m looking forward to snuggling into new enjoyments as I learn to let go.
"I started to think that this whole saving the environment one train ride at a time” was a stupid idea"
*L* I had to laugh at that...
Posted by: Brian Rhea | July 06, 2007 at 05:57 PM