In My Dream

In my dream, transport is cheap and easy.

No need to wait hours for a bus. No need to travel through twenty villages. Just transport that's affordable and practical to use. In my dream.

In my dream, people would use these buses and trains. Because they're so easy to use. Why would you get the car out... if you can hop on a bus in five minutes, spend less on a return ticket than on parking, and help the world breathe while you're at it.

In my dream, people would be fitter. Using their bodies. In touch with their needs. Because when you use public transport, you walk more. You just do. You get a bus one way, and you think, "Oh, I'll walk back, it's a nice day. Save the fare." You walk to the bus stop. You cycle to the train station.

In my dream, because people would be in buses and on trains, the roads would be clearer. Safer. Parents would worry less about their children playing out. Children would be fitter and having more unsupervised play.

In my dream, people wouldn't be afraid to cycle. The streets would be full of tinkling bells. My son could cycle to see a friend, or to the cinema, no taxi service of mum and dad. Teaching him to use and trust his body, and his instincts.

In my dream, workplaces would pair up co-workers living close by. Friends making plans would ask themselves, "Who lives near my route?" And save themselves a buck at the time. Children talking in the backseat. Workmates swapping numbers.

What I see, is a world choked up. A planet that can't breathe. Children that can't move. Adults at war with their bodies. Cars full of singletons.

In my dream, we'd see creation as it was meant to be.