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Doldrums

by Call Me Les 10 days ago in Friendship · updated 10 days ago

What lies ahead

Doldrums
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I've been told that when you have a long wait ahead of you, you should pretend you're on a platform waiting on a train. This will make the waiting somewhat easier to bear because it removes the uncertainty of the conclusion. Everyone knows that, sooner or later, a train will arrive. Why? Because that's the purpose of the platform.

Am I on my platform?

What if my preferred method of travel isn't a train at all?

Does the same principle apply to boats?

Because if it's a ship, I think it's stuck in the doldrums.

Patience isn't my virtue. Come to think of it, I'm not sure it's anyone's. Maybe some of us fake it better than others, but a truly patient person I have yet to become acquainted with—Wow, I really DO NOT miss customer service!

I wish I knew if I was waiting on my train or not, wish I had a sign to tell me whether I'm at least on the platform.

In literature, especially stories that require a time gap, you get used to the idea that life comes in interesting chunks and the in-between is the stuff they don't write down because it's not that important. OR, if it is important, like say, learning to use The Force, it's skimmed over. The day to day grind of what the character goes through to improve or reach their destination isn't something you subject your reader to.

Why?

Because who the hell wants to read about someone sitting at a train station for 4 years filling their time with boring, repetitive things?!

Sure, you hope the character puts the time to good use—but that's only in books and movies. In real life, that in-between is the stuff of nightmares when you're waiting on a train. You know you should use it well. You try. But you just can't stay focused. You can't look away from up the tracks.

Every sound perks your ears.

Every whisper in the wind sounds like a train whistle.

Pretty soon your eyes are playing tricks on you. It must be there!

Then your mind starts putting things together and you imagine you know when the train is coming, or why it's late or how on earth you ended up waiting for it in the first place.

But until it shows up, there is no conclusion.

How does one know if they are on the platform if there is no sign to say so?

Hope, I guess. Definitely running low on that lately. It's too early on to be running low on that. I need to refuel.

~~~

Homeward Bound by Marta King

"In the quiet misty morning when the moon has gone to bed,

When the sparrows stop their singing and the sky is clear and red.

When the summer’s ceased its gleaming,

When the corn is past its prime,

When adventure’s lost its meaning,

I’ll be homeward bound in time.

Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow.

Set me free to find my calling and I’ll return to you somehow.

If you find it’s me you're missing, if you’re hoping I’ll return.

To your thoughts I’ll soon be list’ning, and in the road I’ll stop and turn.

Then the wind will set me racing as my journey nears its end.

And the path I’ll be retracing when I’m homeward bound again.

Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow.

Set me free to find my calling and I’ll return to you somehow.

In the quiet misty morning when the moon has gone to bed,

When the sparrows stop their singing,

I’ll be homeward bound again."

“All human wisdom is contained in these two words - Wait and Hope”

― Alexandre Dumas

I better try to get back to my in-between.

Friendship

Call Me Les

Keepin' it real since 1987 with 3 cats, a tiny apartment and too many words in my head. Admin at the Vocal Social Society. Find me here.

No words left unspoken. In memory of Tom Bradbury.

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