Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Train of thought....

Everyday I cross these tracks.

Most days I get stopped by a train.  

I stand and wave.


To the strangers on the train.

I stand there...waving and smiling at all these people I don't even know.

Somehow, it brings me this little bit of joy.

It's silly, I know.

No one knew that until now.

Except for the strangers on the train who saw me.

Then I disappear into the building and it's just another working day.

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