I grew up by the tracks. Well, not exactly, but I lived by the tracks on a couple occasions in my life. It was because my family was low income and it seemed that the railroad always went through poor neighborhoods. Sure, it was many years ago and things were difficult and I guess some might feel sorry for me or anyone else who used to live in a low income neighborhood, down by the tracks. But please don't.
I ran across a song awhile ago that I've pretty much adopted as my own personal anthem. I was going through some difficulties and a friend recommended the song to me. And when listening to it, the song reminded me of the lessons that I have learned over my years on this earth. And more importantly, it encouraged me to not give up or surrender to those that would bring me down. Because I'm unbreakable.
When I am on "empty" both spiritually and mentally, I have certain places I can go. I don't get to these places often, because they are scattered throughout North America and most are far away from my home. But every now and then, through either business or leisure travel, I find myself in one of my favorite places. And when I get the opportunity to get to one of my favorite "refueling" stations, I find that just a few minutes there are enough to relax my mind, refuel my inspiration and ignite my passion for months to come.
Today I went out and had the brakes done on the car. While I sat in the lobby of the brake shop, I looked out the window and noticed the hustle and bustle of the day. There were traffic jams at the intersection and it seemed every business in this busy strip was open for business. It amused me because today is Sunday and Sunday's weren't always like this.