On my way home… Feeling quite sleepy… In front of me an empty seat and some tired faces and I wonder whats in their minds. Are they thinking about their family and friends? On what they have to do once they arrive to their destination? Or are they trying to forget their worries? Occasional strangers sharing the same journey and for a couple of minutes the same train where all our individual.stories intersect without really touching each other.
When suddenly i reach my final stop and get out forgetting all the faces i have seen and most probably i will never see again even if we’ve shared the same journey.