On The Train On this morning I rode the train, more conscious this morning than most. Sheaves of sunlight strayed before me, knifing through smeared Plexiglas windows. I felt a strange comfort afforded me, almost a drug, a cloak of utter awareness. Outside the plastic windows, winter’s cold shown on... Sign in to see full entry.
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