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I rest my head on the window and watch overhead electrical wires dance. My overpacked bag nestles between my ankles while the window's vibrations massage my scalp into a tranquil numbness. For a moment, my thoughts exist in an uncommon serenity in which they follow only the oscillating dance of the wires above Merge and then separate Merge…separate I find calm seeing the world as a singular continuous blur passing me by. It makes more sense than any destination. And the view from this train window defines life beautifully, in a manner ever so concise. “A constant journey between destinations with imprecise vision in between”
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Mar 4, 2020
Mar 4, 2020 at 3:51 PM UTC
Some thoughts on a train
I rest my head on the window and watch overhead electrical wires dance. My overpacked bag nestles between my ankles while the window's vibrations massage my scalp into a tranquil numbness. For a moment, my thoughts exist in an uncommon serenity in which they follow only the oscillating dance of the wires above Merge and then separate Merge…separate I find calm seeing the world as a singular continuous blur passing me by. It makes more sense than any destination. And the view from this train window defines life beautifully, in a manner ever so concise. “A constant journey between destinations with imprecise vision in between”
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Mar 4, 2020
Mar 4, 2020 at 3:51 PM UTC
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