Monday pt “Why so many Mondays”

It is rare to see a station so empty in the mornings. Rush hour has everyone running like ants. I’m usually one of those ants, quickly moving my feet, trying to arrive on time.

For whatever reason I felt compelled to stop running, turn around and see the empty space before me.

It was a subtle reminder of how quickly we forget to see the beauty in the most ordinary of places.

and how quickly we loose ourselves in the madness of society’s rules.

Even worse, we quickly forget the who we are in this madness.

It’s terrifying seeing all of this and yet I’m glad I turned around.

Funny thing is that for most, this will be just a station.

and for the few, it means so much more.


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