On The Pendel
I'm waiting for the train to start rolling.
Started the day with sunshine, a cup of matcha latte and RAW food bite with my sister at the Central Station - just a couple away from work. Rushed to the train, caught it in the nick of and thought I'd make it just in time... and here we stand, sitting, still.
The snow is in the way. It's cold and woe delays. And so we slow our pace. It blows when just a mo' ago it rolled and flowed so great like an open mojo race... and then: zero RPM. Could go for days and days now. I know this and I wait...
No, of course not. Not days. Hours, at most. It annoys me a bit of major bitterness though since everything was going so well before this, and it could have kept going that way if I'd just slowed down and waited. Sipped my tea in blissful peace. Socialized a bit longer. Talked about those travel plans we'd planned on talking about but didn't have time for because my sister arrived late. Her bus went slow because of snow too, she finally arrived, we sat down for a bit, then I rushed from the table because down this hub I'd got to git. Now here I sit.
Nevermind being late to work though - such things happen. I'm paid hourly so the only one who needs worry about that is me. What bothers me is spending the time I could have spent in better ways in wait, on a train not making haste, that sits in the same place, as people chat and chit and talk their shit like it's no waste! But hey such are the ways these days...
At least I made it 8/10th's the way.
Time skip. Move. A few hundred words into my rant we're rolling again! A train rolled by on the other platform, so I took the next one that rolled in... rock and roll! Here we go.
We should have gone before the other trains, but the trains that go further/have more people on board seem to be prioritized.
I advised an English-speaking guy who was wondering what was going on onto the right train as well. Good deed of the day. We scuttled over, and the train rolled away right away with the train we'd been on still stuck at the platform. Pulling up to my destination station a few minutes later the announcer is announcing that the train we had been sitting on before was cancelled.. stuck in central station limbo. Maybe forever. Good riddance.
Though I wouldn't mind them saying such things earlier.
I got to work half an hour late. The trains usually go every half hour, so I could have waited half an hour. Like if it was a wait way in the weekend a bit of bitterness seeps in. My brows crease and deepens. My grin thins. I look maybe like a policeman. Shady. Maybe.
On the way back from work... the trains stand still again. I'm nodding off. Someone coughs. Wish the lights would dim so I could try to swim into the realm of dreams and maybe find some thing. Like: realization. Like: epiphany. Like: escape from this brittle world where we grow bitter over seconds lost, though we invented them to use time better.
Isn't that the story with everything we invent? We make it to help us, yet all it ends up doing is cause us problems. We should go back to our Roots.
Snow. The perils. We should build better trains, and tracks, and switches that can handle the icy and unstable weather of our hallowed Northern hemisphere. Otherwise the skies are nice. Beautiful weather though cold. It snows! Lit prose. And I got a new camera. Behold!
Time to get hammered huh? No way. Today's been: OK.