I find it so interesting people watching on the train. Often everyone blends together in a type of fabric blur especially early in the morning. But I find when I stop and look closely I see small details that start to inform about the individual riders, like no socks, or maybe frayed cuffs or hemline. I start to wonder what their story may be.
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Haha! 😛
Intriguing and real; I quite liked this haiku, Mary. 🙂
I find it so interesting people watching on the train. Often everyone blends together in a type of fabric blur especially early in the morning. But I find when I stop and look closely I see small details that start to inform about the individual riders, like no socks, or maybe frayed cuffs or hemline. I start to wonder what their story may be.