Ugh…trains. The trains here are giving me fits. Running behind this morning, ran to the train stop to hopefully catch up with everyone else as they left for Index. Saw them all get on the train as I was just getting to the top of the stairs.

Ok, so now wait for Ashlee and chance being late together or catch the next train and likely make it on time? I decided to catch the next train.

The problem was the transfer. Got off at the right stop, but the train I needed to take next only runs during rush hour, and wasn’t running anymore! grrrr…ok, so now to try to figure out another train, but none of the signs are in english, so I’m not sure which train is going which direction. So, I finally figure it out and hop on the train. Train starts moving…and oh crap, it’s going the wrong direction. ugh. Try to get off at the next stop, but I missed the doors by not even half a second. Fantastic. Now the train skips the next few stops and I’m way out in the country…saw the ocean, it was beautiful. 

Discovered I was on the right train, but on the one going the wrong direction. So, I jump off, wait 12 minutes for the next one, hop on and finally end up being super late to Index.

I wish I had been there for more of the presentation. I really enjoyed her positive attitude that changes can happen, and it should be the biggest shoulders carrying the biggest loads (in reference to her taxes). But honestly, sometimes in spite of how inspiring this all is, I just want to get my degree so I can play (as I call working) on computers all day and get paid for it. I don’t necessarily want to change the world, I just want to be comfortable.

But thinking about this, I did leave my job recently and the last thing that pushed me out the door was being asked to work on a project I considered unethical and against my personal values and morals (project that involved spamming and creating fictional personas to post aforementioned spam). So, do I really just want to color and play? Or do I have a seed of wanting to change the world also?