Trains: Be Determined, but Graceful
There's something mesmerizing about toy trains. We could watch them forever chug through artificial towns and artificial tunnels, tooting their artificial horns and shining their artificial lights. Do we expect them to do something different the next time around the track? Something unexpected? Will they stand up and dance the Macarena, perhaps? No. But we watch them all the same, turning all of us, young and old, into wide-eyed children.
Our world is changing so quickly these days. Our toys are, too. Technology turns yesterday's whiz-bang gizmos into tomorrow's afterthoughts, and there's very little we can count on staying the same. So we turn to our tiny train and watch it chug through town and tunnel with horn and light, on and on and on. It runs as we sometimes wish we could—without pause, without worry, with a sense of determined grace. No Wi-fi. No app store. Just the hum of electricity, the wheels on the track, the horn, the light.
The train seems almost eternal, like waves on the beach. And, for a moment, we can believe that our childhood is eternal, too.