En route

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She watched the landscape rushing by, abstracted by the blurring effect of the speed of the train. Green fields and windy trees, street lights with rows of black birds joined like beads all disappearing into the distant horizon, flat as a ruler. At the next stop she watched people on the platform waiting to board. Some polite, most regarding other people merely as bodies that need to be avoided. Human contact undesirable as it shakes us out of our little slumber, a unwelcome awakening; a tear in our padding. To observe this from the safe distance behind the smudged glass made her feel disconnected from life, its hum muted like a television set in the corner of a dive bar.

Song for today: El Perro del Mar – To The Beat Of A Dying World

The Author

“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye.”  Miss Piggy

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