When I looked out my window on the train, there were blueberry skies and glistening waves, each rolling over, one onto the other, until eventually, they reached the shore.
The way the light hit each passenger differently is fascinating. Where was everyone going? Why were they taking the train? Who was married?Who had children? What kind of lives do they lead?I wonder if I can take the train from one day’s sunrise to the next.
I would like to continue sky gazing, people watching and exercising mindfulness the same way I did in each frame of the passing scenery of my train ride.