I like a sense of mystery.
This is why I enjoy rail travel and plunging myself into the labyrinthine maze of timetables and schedules
For example, according to the internet the train I'm now on should arrive at a given time. The printed timetable at the station begged to differ, and I'm coming to realise that the train has its own ideas about what constitutes 'on time'
So I have to just sit back, relax and let fate deposit me where and when it sees fit.
You couldn't pay for therapy this good.
