Train Stop


“If I close my eyes I can see my home.

My family.

A warm dinner.

My kids screaming about something.

I don’t usually miss their screaming.

But today I do.

I’m never a fan of going to work and leaving them behind for eight to ten hours day after day.

Maybe they miss me, perhaps they’ve forgotten me. maybe they don’t recognize me anymore, what am I to say?

these long brutal days so they have a place to stay, food to eat, my body slowly giving up, but their faces push me past my limits.

And now that I have a chance to see them, to hold them, it’s all being delayed by this fucking seven train.”

Damn subway.

– Guy in blue jacket

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