Scribbling on a train ride!

My train has stopped at an unknown place and it is 4:24 am, as I look out of the window, far over there there's a house and I can see the light of the bulb. I have drowned myself in music in the middle of the snores, trying too hard to sleep but my mind keeps running away from it, like the train is moving north, taking me far from home. 
Two hours away my station awaits while my thoughts are whiling away the time, the train is making it stops at stations I don't know, taking in people I don't know, and running away with them.....
Away I go, away we all go...

Tonight I was thinking of home and tomorrow where i'll go. One thing is for sure, there's a never a perfect place to be,
but you'll miss something when you look for perfection because we are so obsessed, so attached with an emotional bond.We love and hate and love to hate and hate to love. Everything is meant to grow. Me and you. All of us! And I am going farther north. There I'll find and lose and look back again at the memories, cause this is such an incredibly uncontrollable mind. It never wants to sleep. I'm running along with this train and its passengers...
I know where it's taking me.

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