Staying Awake in The City That Never Sleeps....

Saturday, December 1, 2007

Waiting...

I arrived at the bus stop the other night with no question that the M7 bus would come. When an M10 pulled up, I waved the driver on with confidence. Though its route wasnt a straight shot, the M7 bus with its many twists and turns, would eventually take me exactly where I wanted to go.

So I waited.

Another bus came, an M10, I could take the M10 most of the way and with a brisk walk, reach my destination, faithful that the M7 I needed would soon be there, I shook my head giving the driver permission to go on without me.

I began to wonder what the delay was.

When yet another M10 bus stopped to let passengers off I contemplated getting on but didn't.

Knowing there was something that would give me exactly what I needed and take me exactly where I wanted to go made it hard for me to settle on a substitute. It made it difficult to consider another way, an alternate route.

As the minutes ticked by, thoughts of doubt began to trickle in. Has the bus stopped running? Am I at the wrong stop?
I walked out into the street to see if a bus was in the distance. The streets were empty with not even a taxi in sight.

I came to the bus stop with the intention of waiting for the M7 until it came. What I didnt realize was that i had a subconsious timecap on the busses arrival.

Sometimes the test of faith isnt believing something will happen but how long you can hold on to that belief and how open you are to the way it will take place.

Eventually I took the M10 and walked the rest of the way to my destination, I got to where I wanted to go just not the way I intended.