Today I got stopped by the train and in all honesty I could have probably made it through the gates before they closed…..but I chose not to because I secretly love it.
We live in a small town and there are two ways that I can drive to the gym; either one of these routes could mean getting stopped by the train. We are not talking European speed trains here, we’re talking Canadian Pacific trains that can be 4km (14,000ft) in length, therefore, potentially complicating your day if you’re already running behind.
As I sat and waited for the train to pass this morning, I began to think. I have always been someone that loved airports, especially the time when you’ve passed through security and are waiting in no-man’s land for your departure. I find some kind of peace in knowing that there is nowhere to go and nothing that you can do until it is your time to fly. You can’t get pulled in a million different directions by life’s craziness and the train can’t hold you up!!
Waiting for the train to pass is not unlike this time spent at the airport; while waiting for the carriages to cruise past there is absolutely nothing you can do but enjoy the few minutes of peace. I mean, you can’t even catch up on Facebook or emails……because that’s illegal.
So, today, I sat and enjoyed a few minutes of down-time and came to the conclusion that, sometimes, it is just the little things that bring us joy and perceiving situations from a different angle is potentially the most wonderful thing we can do for ourselves.
Next time you’re stopped by the train……..sit back and enjoy.……unless, of course, you have a flight to catch.