Chug-a-Chug-a-Change-Chaaaaange!

UPDATE: NOV. 17, 2010 I am pleased to inform you, friends, that my train has found its tracks and that Sally is officially back in business :). I missed you all!


Change is Gooood
Change is Goood
Change is Good
Chang is Goo
Chng is Goo
Chn i Gh
Chu e Gho
Chug a Cho
Chug a Choo
Chug a Chooo
Chug a Choooo
CHUG A CHOOO CHOOOO!!!!!

Did you see what I did there?
I jumped on a train.
The change train.

One of my favorite songs, "People Get Ready," talks about change, and makes it seem easy to take a leap of faith, hop on, and go where it leads:

"People get ready
There's a train a-coming
You don't need no baggage
You just get on board
All you need is faith
To hear the diesel's humming
Don't need no ticket
You just thank the Lord"


So... I'm on this train... I don't have a ticket (the train came way earlier than expected...) and I don't have any baggage (literally, all of my stuff is in storage right now...). The one problem is, I think I left my faith back at the station? I just got on board, because the train came, and I had no other choice.

So... I'm on this train... and it is admittedly terrifying because I have no idea where it is going. For the last three years I have been at the same school, lived at the same place, dated the same guy, and used the Blue Line. My graduation date from school is January 16, and on that day each and every one of those things will have been peeled off of my warm and comfy cocoon, leaving what I can only hope will be a... butterfly?

So... I'm on this train... and through the glass I look and see myself standing at the station getting smaller and smaller in the distance. Sadly, when I pull my face away to try to find my reflection in the window, it's foggy and I can't make out an image of the Sally I have recognized for 24 years. Where was I in all of this change? I feel like I was unwillingly pushed on to the train, and that now I have no choice but to go forward, but I'm still trying to figure out what forward is?

Mahatma Gandhi said “We must become the change we want to see.” I suppose I'll have to patiently sit on the seat on this train on these tracks on the path to... somewhere. And I'll sit here until i figure out what kind of change I want to see. Up until the moment the train unexpectedly arrived, there was nothing in my life that I would have changed, and now I don't have a choice. So I'll try to hold on to that faith, and hopefully, before I know it, I'll be able to thank the lord.