motivation

the man who had just been given a seven minute long motivational speech of the Most Outstanding Quality blinked. the Speech Giver, a presumably wise, interesting-smelling old man on the skywalk by the station, had disappeared.

vanished.

poof.

he was, in actuality, hiding behind a horizontally gifted gentleman walking towards the platform, inconspicuously blending into the surroundings. primarily for dramatic effect. secondarily because had a train to catch.

the man who had just been given a seven minute long motivational speech of the Most Outstanding Quality blinked again. he scratched his head.

he was Highly Motivated, all set to Do Something with the Only Life he had. the wise old man had not specified what this Something was. the man looked around. he could climb down the stairs and cross the road, perhaps. get to the marvelous Other Side. he could get on a train and Go Somewhere. there had been much talk of Going Somewhere. a train appeared to be the best solution to this conundrum. go Big or go Home, a phrase mentioned repeatedly by the wise Speech Giver as he wagged a finger around and smiled a crooked smile. the man glanced at the train schedule. he glanced up at a prominently posted map outside the entrance to the station. he glanced down at his feet that were rooted to the dull yellow-and-red tiles of the skywalk.

he spent an undocumented amount of time trying to locate the Speech Giver, a task at which he failed spectacularly. and rightly so, for the Speech Giver was already several kilometres away, on a train to Somewhere.

the man who had been given a seven minute long speech of the Most Outstanding Quality remained Highly Motivated for a record time of three minute and eleven seconds, out of which he pondered the Meaning of his Existence for a minute and four seconds.

Go Big or Go Home.

he decided to go home.

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