• That train horn.
    It’s Whistles.
    At 12:20.
    And I wonder.
    I think about those people on that train.
    What life they lead?
    Are they leaving for a distant land?
    Or leaving a loved one behind?
    On that single train how many people are being taken to a place they really want to go?
    Or maybe their going somewhere that they think they want to be but don’t.
    How many people will regret taking that train?
    How many will say it’s the best decision they’ve ever made?
    So I sit here and listen to the clank on the tracks.
    And I wonder.
    Would I want to be on that train?