Walking On A Train

It’s the journey that transforms us.

Like Jakob Dylan sang “man I ain’t changed but I know I ain’t the same”

We wake up every morning and work and push and figure it out again and again. We read and we think and we argue with ourselves and with people we love. All in hopes of taking one more tiny step.

And then (usually after years and years) we realize while we were focused on taking one more tiny step, the train has taken us miles from where we were.

We have some dominion over our steps so by all means pay attention.

But know that all the while the train is doing its thing.

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I’m always interested in your perspective, whether affirming or dissenting. Continue the conversation anytime: gabe@gabethebassplayer.com