.Beautiful Disaster.

Have you ever had the feeling?

Of sitting all alone.

All alone at a train station.

And not knowing where exactly to head?

You could go East, West or up South. Maybe even right to the centre. You could go forward, or linger backwards, or stay immobile. Just like we're doing now.

Perhaps immobile is best. You could watch the trains zoom past, stopping for that few seconds.

Just t.h.a.t. few seconds.

Before its gone...

gone again...

And gone again...

If u're lucky another could possibly come, and u could catch up soon enough. But what if u're not? You fall behind in line, never catching up at all. Some never even get that chance.

Some plainly choose not to. Sometimes falling behind, they claim, allows them to stroll. And when u stroll u see more beautiful sights, and in these sights u build prettier dreams.

But most try to fit in crowded trains. Some push, trod on people, shovel just to get their way in, securing their spots.

And of all those in the train, well they all go a certain direction. Eventually they all halt at definite stops.

Most alight thinking they've reached destinations, only to realise they don't quite know where they've headed. Or if ever, their stop was what they've aimed for.

And then they become as directionless as when they first boarded.

Have you ever had that feeling?