Run For It

The power was out for several hours last night, and so our clocks were not a reliable indication of the actual time this morning. I pulled into the parking lot of the train station only to watch the 7:19 pulling out at what I thought was 7:15.

Curses! The next train isn't for almost an hour.

So I pulled the car around and headed for the next station, ten minutes away. (I figured that if I missed it there I was at least on the way to the freeway.) I quickly passed the train and managed to catch most of the lights. I still wasn’t sure if I’d built up enough of a lead but I pulled into the crowded parking lot at the next stop, grabbed the first spot I saw in the overflow-overflow lot, and ran to the platform just in time to hear the familiar bells of an approaching train.

Now I’m sitting here on the train typing this and thinking “What was the big deal about catching the train?” I guess I just wanted to see if I could do it.