A short poem that I wrote while I was sitting on the train. It reflects perfectly the mood I was in at that time, trying to (mentally) fight my way out of the downward spiral I was in at that time. I'm glad to report that life is great now :)

Slowly moving scenery.
Books, lost and found.
Random Starbucks bill.
Virginia import.

The world on wheels.
Captured in a moment.
Remembered, by nobody.

Drive, train, drive.


Connection lost.

The End

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