i rode the train today, and warm people
Today I rode the GO train for the first time, which is the provincial train. I was visiting a university friend in her area to catch up, thrift, and enjoy the lake. I wrote a little poem about it on the way:
I'm visiting a friend,
and travelling by a train,
who's route I've never ridden
and lands I've never came.
I'm visiting a friend,
who rides my parallel
and sends signals way across
that brighten my rainy spells
I'm growing tired of terms
like friend, when again and again
everyone I meet
in bed or on the street
Garners their own little isle in my mind
connected by wavy lines
that resemble the coast I skate
curving way around the lake
I'm visiting a friend, whatever term,
a connection all the same.
I'm pulling the string of her island,
and towing behind a train.
The rhyme/flow scheme is pretty awful, but I wrote it in one very quick sitting and I don't need to apologize for anything! I had a really lovely time. I think visiting her may have been the furthest west I've ever been in the world.
She is one of those people that makes your steps lighter as you walk away. Who shows you her spots and and tells you little stories for each one and cracks a little bit of her soul open. She sees me as I have strived to let people see me, my work and myself as one cohesive unit. That isn't to say that I live only to produce, but that what I do (writing, art, music, the life I lead) isn't just what I do, but that each little thing is a piece of my heart that I've wrapped up and sent off.
What I'm sad that I didn't express to her this time, but I will the next time I get the chance, is that she's inspired me just as much as I have her. She is one of the most active, uber-success driven people I know. One of the most open and friendly as well. Where some people exchange nothing beyond pleasantries, or do the bare minimum to pass or fill time in life, she goes above and beyond.
Before I went to university, I told myself that I would behave as and be exactly the type of person I would want to know and be friends with. I've found that following that principle, for the first time (majorly) in my life, I've started to find people that not only share the same passion and drive that I want to have and try to hold myself to, but they're beyond that. The type of people I strive to be.
We sat by the lake for an hour, maybe more, and discussed ourselves and our lives, and the water was glistening, and a black bird with a red underwing (I'm horrible with bird names) flew right up to us and sang. She gave it crumbs from her pizza and we watched it fly away. Soon the air grew a bit colder and our evening hours and obligations came near, so we got up.
When we got to the car, we saw that the next train was leaving in less than 5 minutes. We decided that, surely, I could catch it and she drove me right up to the train door. She watched me sprint away and slip in right before the door closed. The train was packed with Jays fans on the way to the game, and I couldn't settle my smile down the whole way back.