I recently moved out to the suburbs of Chicago after having lived in the city for two and a half years. As a result, I now take the regional commuter train when I head into the city.
We don’t live as close to the train station as I had hoped. We’re only a mile and a half away, but I’ve clocked that to be a 27 minute walk exactly. And I’m a fast walker. It’s only a 7-8 minute bike ride. And I love bike riding. But even then, I’m often traveling with a backpack full of my laptop, laptop gear, video camera, video gear, etc, which isn’t always conducive to walking or biking.
So my wife often drives me to the train station and picks me up when I return at the end of the day. Sometimes, I get home late, as the trains don’t run as frequently as the evening wears on. If I miss the 7:45pm, I have to wait for the 8:45. If I miss the 8:45, I have to wait for the 9:45. Who knows what happens if I miss the 9:45. I’ve been lucky so far.
It’s an hour train ride from the city to my local train station, outside of rush hour express trains. And the trains have gradually gotten worse at sticking to the schedule over the past few years.
But she still picks me up. She’s there at the train station, waiting for me, after I’ve left her all day for meetings, interviews, lunches, and the like.
When you’re an entrepreneur, swimming against the flow (or trying to convince others that the flow should be going the other way), you need this kind of support. Someone to support your good ideas. Your bad ideas. Your crazy ideas. Your crazy-but-hey-wait-that-could-work ideas.
You need someone to bring you back to reality every once in a while. To remind you of what’s important. To remind you why you’re you.
Who’s picking you up from the train station?
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