Mar 13
The Waiting
Do you ever feel like your sat at a train station but none of the trains that are coming will ever go to the stop you want. I think this is how I always feel or a lot of the time at least.
Ruining my metaphor now, when my train did come I was sat across from a woman. It was 11:30pm and she was sat on the train with her handbag and a tesco bag and she had a magnum ice cream. I found myself wondering if she would be going home tonight to an empty house. Did she have kids or a husband? I don’t know. I wonder if she felt as lonely as I did.
