I climbed up the stairs towards the train that I’ve been taking every (work day) morning since moving into my current crib. There was a train standing there and just when I got to the top I saw the doors closing and it driving off. “Lewisham” it said, the one I could have taken to work. No worries though, a new one will leave some time between 3 and 5 minutes from now…Except that it didn’t. The next train had a different destination. And though that wasn’t the original plan, it turned out that it would heading to the mechanic’s yard; it took them 30 minutes to get the thing moving at all and it most certainly wouldn’t be transporting passengers any time soon.
30 minutes, during which normally a train per minute would be leaving. That is 30 trains worth of people packed together on a not-overly-large platform. I love people, but that was a bit excessive… I guess we were lucky that it’s getting close to the holidays and there were in fact less people than normal…
And while I was getting up close and personal with a whole lot of strangers, a thought flitted through my mind: “If only I’d left home half a minute earlier…”
Yes, I would have been at work at my normal time. And I wouldn’t have gotten some real-life experience of what a sardine feels like. Definitely preferable.
But, how could I have made that decision? Sure, technically there would have been no problem with leaving half a minute earlier. But I could do that every day and then after a few months I would be arriving at work an hour earlier than need be. Moreover, though I would have sidestepped this particular incident, I still would be presented with other obstructions. There is no avoiding misfortune.
Or is it better to say, “there is no avoiding life”?
It’s impossible to foresee exactly what is going to happen. I made the best choice I could with the information (and assumptions) available at the time: If I leave at my normal time, I’ll probably arrive at my normal time.
Reality proved me wrong. Unfortunately
Life will throw curve-balls. Things will work out differently than expected. Sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse. That however is no reason to start second-guessing yourself.
I’m Bastiaan. This blog is meant to give you some insight into the things I run into and perhaps to inspire you to go in search of your own life extraordinaire.
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