Taking the midnight train
"Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated".
It's 12:00 am, and I'm waiting the last train, to go home.
I'm alone in the station, there is not a single soul.
Suddenly, the train arrives, opens its doors and I board it.
The train is empty. Without paying attention I sit, I'm just silent, I hate that kind of moments, being alone and quiet, not because they scare me, but because in those moments are when I find me with myself, and then I start to think and rambling about stupid things.
Could it be that in life there is a transport that if you take, it will get you where you "must" be?
I have always been distinguished myself as an indecisive person, especially when it comes to important decisions, I ask myself, should I take this path or the other? Where should I go with my life? Am I doing it right?
We are always waiting that something comes to address it and take us where we "should" be, but does not always lead us to where we would like to be, as anyone, I've made mistakes, and took bad decisions, but I've learned from those mistakes, I realize now that life is about the path, not about the destination.
If a road makes you happy, take it, because neither has a secured destination.