This morning I was running late for work.
I grabbed my bike & ran out the door, only to discover
I had a flat tire. Another flat tire.
I grumbled a bit and then hopped in my car before I was too late.
As I reached the intersection just before I would reach work on time,
I realized that I was stopped.
But the light was green.
In Fort Collins, this only means one thing:
the train.
I turned off my car & sat, took a deep breath
and this song started to play.
All I could think about was how I am
thankful that I live in one of the few towns that has train tracks
running right through it.
It forces me to stop. And just be. I needed that.
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