I love watching trains. I love the sound they make. From the snort of the whistle to the hum of them going by on the tracks and feeling the earth move. Am I alone here? I can sometimes hear them from my house and I just stop, smile and listen. We have tracks very near here that we have to cross quite often. My mind often goes back to the days when people would hop on trains and get a free ride somewhere. Then there’s always the graffiti on them that between you and me, I kind of think is neat. Then I see the Canadian Pacific or the Canadian National and think of that train going north of the border where all my extended family lives. I would just let my mind wander and never understood why people hate to wait for trains. I guess I can go into daydream mode while watching trains and don’t even realize I’m waiting.
My husband on the other hand, hates to wait for trains. I think he may like trains but he just hates to wait for things in general. Like waiting in line or waiting for people. He just doesn’t like waiting. This I can understand. I know a lot of people are anxious and don’t like waiting.
But, often we have to wait for trains. It’s just the way it is with having a track to cross almost everywhere we go. My husband though will drive 10 or 15 minutes out of the way to either “beat” the train or go in the opposite direction that the train just came from. Does this make sense? We wait “maybe” 5 minutes so the waiting that way is shorter than driving around trying to find a way “not” to wait. I guess if your driving, your not really waiting?????
I’ve asked him often, what’s your hurry? Do you have plans or a date or somewhere you have to be? He always says “no, I guess not.” But it’s the same every single time we come across those gates going down, he says hits the steering wheel and says “we almost beat it” and I just grin inside.
Do you hate waiting? Why is everyone is such a big hurry? Hurry up to do……..what?????