What you don't have you don't need it now
It's around 9pm, the train station is almost desert, there are only a few strange looking and unusually relaxed people waiting on the platforms, in the background the sky is dimly coloured by the city night lights.
Only the mechanical voice announcing the passing trains now and then makes the station resemble the crowded and busy place I'm used too when I'm here in the morning. I've been waiting for my train for 20 minutes now and, while I'm lip-syncing to "what you own" coming from my IPod, I look around and I realize I've never been here at this time of day, never seen this place so quiet, never had the chance to taste the sense of peace that a usually cahotic place like this can give when it's not cahotic anymore.
I turn around to see if one of the few people in sight is noticing me while I'm there with a bit of a teary eye,
moving my feet in time with the music, grasping the beauty of the moment...but no one seems to be joining me.
Only the mechanical voice announcing the passing trains now and then makes the station resemble the crowded and busy place I'm used too when I'm here in the morning. I've been waiting for my train for 20 minutes now and, while I'm lip-syncing to "what you own" coming from my IPod, I look around and I realize I've never been here at this time of day, never seen this place so quiet, never had the chance to taste the sense of peace that a usually cahotic place like this can give when it's not cahotic anymore.
I turn around to see if one of the few people in sight is noticing me while I'm there with a bit of a teary eye,
moving my feet in time with the music, grasping the beauty of the moment...but no one seems to be joining me.