Life…? unbooked train travel ends in kick-out arrival.
In every station, some get in and some go out.
But everyone wishes their station would never arrive.
It is still mysterious what makes fancy in this rushed, packed, tiresome, and bone-breaking travel.
It must be those small windows.
Still, it is not that easy to enjoy the scenario for someone who is stuck in a breathless crowd.
Categories:
unbooked, art, faith, me, meaningful,
Form: I do not know?