”So there i was, walking over the pedestrian cross, then through the railway-station, funny thing how they’re very close to each other, at that station is where the railways pull anjd pick up people. I crossed through the gaps in the snow and there I was almost on the other side, then my phone started to ring, weird thing since I was just thinking of phoning a friend, but maybe the thing that saved my butt was the fact that I was wearing gloves, you can’t use an Iphone if you don’t touch it with your skin ( sometimes I answer the phone with my nose since I’m too lazy to actually remove my gloves). But this time I decided to keep on walking…I’ll call him back or something like that flew through my mind…
On the other side of the road, just a few meters away from me two or three kids were playing with an older man, they were higly amused by their play. I walked fermley over the railway lines and passed to the other side. That’s when I heard a little noise behind me, it was the railway train passing by a few centimeters behind me, it was actually pretty fast.
I know what you’re saying, ”oh well, that’s how it happened, it’s not so special after all, this asshole guy has his head up his ass and he can’t even watch out for the traffic”. You might be right, because it might have been my fault, maybe that’s what they would have said at the Police Department, you know, there’s nothing heroic in dying like this, I’m not like a jet pilot that almost died in combat or a guy tring to save someone from a robbery or stuff like that. I’m just a stupid guy, that almos got ran over by a railway, a hundreed feet from his home.
I’m alive yes, the kids and grown man that were on the other side immediately changed their facial expression to that of a still face, maybe there were more people there watching me, maybe they were shocked also. But I wasn’t, I never felt any remorse or anything. I actually answered my phone and moved on. Because this is what people do. We move on. Time and life are deadly things, but what is so gratyfing about them is that they give us mornings and sunsets, even the crippled feel blessed by the sunlight by the eve something new, it could get worse or it might turn unexpectedly good. As for me, well I’m alive and well here, my ass sitting on a comfortable chair, maybe I’m grinning a little, because, there is a funny fact in this story, after I crossed the Road the driver from the street railway gave a ring. They don’t usually do that I can tell you this, but somehow I kept that in my mind as a signal, the kind of feeling you get when you’re ready to jump in a swimming pool, but you’re just not quite read to do it. I’m not here on the internet to give you any life advice, I’d love to share some things though, stories, memories, crazy trips experiences…things that are full of passion and feelings, as for today…well the main reason I’m writing this is that I’m purely alive and because some things stick on me, like my limbs, like my life, like my faith that I will be somewhere better soon, like the ring of a railway on a winter afternoon.”
I actually made a blog and this is my first entry. :))
http://nextmeyou.wordpress.com/
Via Danny
