>>76755508 (OP)
>>76763830
It’s early morning. The sky is still dark. You need to be at work around 06:00.
Picture a train station.
For some reason, you didn’t have it like the other passengers. You were different - you lost your ticket, couldn’t buy another one, got lost yourself. Something bad happened to you. What exactly doesn’t matter now.
You missed your train. Then, due to some circumstances or whatnot, you missed the next one too and that one was the last train of the day.
If this were your life, what would you do now?
If you call in sick, you’ll be fired, and you’ll never be able to return. You need this job, as far as you know, it’s the only chance at having one that you’ll ever have. You were supposed to arrive early, but now you’ll be late no matter what. So what should you do? Walk the tracks?
If you had started walking when you missed the first train, perhaps you’d even be on time now. But you waited, maybe hoping another train would come, maybe hoping someone could drive you there. No one came to save you, though.
You realize that nothing will come from waiting anymore. You’re still sitting alone on that train station bench, and it’s beginning to dawn. The city is waking up.
If you start walking now, you’ll be late for sure. Getting there will be painful; it’ll be embarrassing to be the only one who’s late. It’ll be miserable to show yourself to all your coworkers who arrived on time. You’ll be laughed at, pointed at. Maybe even worse.
Walking there will be miserable too. People will see you and wonder: What is that person doing on the tracks? Is he a bum? Shouldn’t he already be at work? They’ll point and laugh as well.
This experience will be nothing like what you pictured - nothing like what would have happened if you’d just managed to board that first train, like you were supposed to.
Still.
What else is there to do but walk the tracks? You either walk or perish.
All you can do is pray that you get there.
