Distinctive sounds echoed off
the tunnel walls. Women gossiping,
children laughing. Feet back and
forth on the concrete floors. Anxiety
mounted as another train arrived.
Passengers came and went and
the train passed me by.
...I still wasn't ready.
About Me
- mo
- There's something wonderful about letting others see you just as you are.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
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