Thursday, May 3, 2007
Trains and thoughts
I have 3 minutes to make the train, I am running, why does this always happen to me? This circle of running, trains, running, trains......I love taking the train, it is cheaper to take the bus, but there is something about trains.....that takes me far away...... In trains, I have had thoughts that go on forever, memories long forgotten are remembered, dreams once dreamt, are dreamt again, peoples' faces, smiles, their words, are remembered on trains. I always have a book with me but I never seem to open it. As the train rushes past landscapes,I see small houses, I wonder, who lives there? a family? mother, father, two children, a dog? all sitting around a fireplace, doing puzzles and having cocoa? What kind of life do they live? Are they farmers? with lots of animals, cows, sheep, horses, just living in the simplest form? They must be grounded, solid ground on their feet, unlike me, the traveller........I have no home.....I could live anywhere....Japan, Tanzania, Iceland, anywhere, I am a citizen of the world.....forever travelling. I envy those families, they would never move far away, never think of living outside their beloved country, never think of not having their families beside them forever. I envy them, I want a home too, but deep in my heart, I know that has been lost a long time ago, the moment I started questioning,"Is this all there is? there has to be more", the moment I started searching, a journey that is yet to be finished. I sit on trains and let my thoughts wonder, of times when I had a home, times when I did not question, times when I did not search.