missed train

Sigh of disappointment, again, Friday, Oct 15, 2010, I missed my 8:05 train. I am a hair’s breadth away from getting to the train. But sadly, I watched it as it roar off the station. It is 4 day straight that I have to stay and wait for an hour for another train to arrive. Indeed I’ve never learned. What a week?!


Sunday night, I am full of plans to get my head busy for the week. Then I woke up Monday morning, so lazy to start the week right. But by a hair I didn’t miss the train or so as I can remember I arrived earlier in the station. I even remember saying to my friend, well, “early for 8:00, will catch the late 7:35…” (There is a 30 minutes interval between arrival of trains)

Tuesday, I am so not in my senses that not just only I missed the 8:05 train and wait for an hour for the next train, but worst I didn’t get off the right station. Indeed, stupid of me, I dozed off when I am near the station I am supposed to go. So I did get down the next station, took a cab to the office and a 100 php was slashed from my pocket.

Wednesday, I promised myself that I would not commit the same mistake I did yesterday, getting off the wrong station. Again, I missed the 8:05 train. I felt nothing at that time, no guilty feeling that I will be 1 hr late from work since I got nothing on my table to attend to.

Thursday, the same thing happened. Didn’t catch the 8:05 train, wait for 12 hour and start reading my “invest-in-your-mind-ready-lectures”. Usually I’ll kill my waiting time by watching how I met your mother series, which somehow eases my boredom and disappointment. But I felt that I am already behind my goals I had set for myself so I read the things I should have started on Monday.

Then Friday, as I had said first, which lead me to writing, is that I missed the train. I don’t know but I felt so down when I saw the train sets off. I felt that I had everything slipped off my hands lately.

I know I am making a big deal out of small issue, but sometimes in little things we could see how we are living our lives. If we dig deep in our actions, we will come to realize what we are missing, what and why we are losing something, why we question what is happening in our lives.

Missing a train, is missing another opportunity to start the day right. Time wasted waiting for another train could have been time used for new learning.

Missing a train is seeing an opportunity that I allow to let go. All I need is a small adjustment with my time, wake up early or just move faster than the usual but I just looked at the hand of time as I slowly eat my breakfast, and speeding up when bang with the thought of “LATE AGAIN”; and always hoping that I can still catch up the train.

Truth really hurts and reality is hard to survive. People do make their fortunes, and so their misfortunes. How many times I will let the train leave me behind?