Often I catch myself looking out the window and pondering on the connectedness of us. I think of trains when I do this. I think of us as journeying together toward destinations unknown. We see, we talk, we connect. We share. We hold hands. We let go. I get off or you do. We board different trains. We meet, we talk, we connect. Occasionally we travel quite a bit, sharing a little more than we do. We leave pieces of ourselves with each person we meet and leave. Sometimes, when the coach is empty, we look out the window and remember the fragments of ourselves we have scattered along the way. New people join us. They leave too. Eventually this journey is all you. And only you.
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