I live in a very small town — I would call it a village — where ways are of long distances. I read a post about using public transit and slowing down and was kinda impressed, but I still think that it depends on where you live if it’s reasonable to use public transit.
When I slowed down, I suddenly noticed that I was … living. When in a state of constant motion, the soul is often neglected for the other more “pressing” matters of life, that somehow serve as the ultimate distraction to recognizing your own, living consciousness. In other words, we’re too busy doing stuff to ever actually be alive.
I read this great thoughts first and I think they fit my view pretty well:
Living in Dorchester, I spend 5 hours a week driving to and from work. That’s just to and from work, ignoring driving to Sara’s, or to band practice, or to any other part of the city. When I lived in Barrie, at one point I sometimes drove 12 hours a week to work. How much of my life is isolated to my car?
I spend nearly 12 hours per week in a train to and from school, I use public transit cause I think I don’t need to drive the way on my own if there is an other way. But here in our village the cost of the public transit system is so high, that driving with an own car is easily cheaper plus it would save me about 7 hours per week.
Is it still reasonable to drive by public transit? I think for now it’s OK cause I can spend the time reading, drafting or chatting with friends but what if I could spend more time at home or with friends?
I’d say for now it’s OK to do the ways by public transit. For later it will depend.
