The train was moving exceptionally slow tonight, which makes me ponder

is train traffic a thing?

I sigh

and lean my head against the window.

I look

up a million miles into the vastly empty sky.

I reflect

on astronomy class and space.

I wish

that I was a million miles away from this tawdry town.

I close

my eyes and let my mind wander.

I wonder

if there’s something going on in the city.

I realize

that I’ll find out soon enough.

I shut

my eyes again, pushing the past behind me.

I know

there’s always a light at the end of the tunnel, literally and figuratively.

I giggle

to myself, as we pass through a tunnel, coincidentally, and enter the outskirts of the city.

I let

my thoughts take over my brain.

I let

my mind race.

I let

myself think about all the things that I’d previously banished from my head.

I let

a single tear fall from my eye.

I open

my eyes, blurry from the tears.
I whipe

the tears away and instantly feel better, as if the tears carried all the bad emotions.

I look

back into the sky, and become mesmerized.

I marvel

at the lights dancing across the night sky; green and purple and yellow.

I gawk

at the throngs of people standing by the fountain, watching the sky.

I visualize

myself, standing among the crowd, feeling what they’re feeling.

I crave

to be with them, instead of being stuck on this lackadaisical train.

I settle

for my view from here.

I know

it could all be worse.

I glimpse

back out the window and see the lights, and

I smile.