About a week ago I went on a short trip back to my alma mater. Leaving the city always give me a breath of life. It’s nice to see the city vanish. Smaller towns pop up along the train tracks. They form to a certain mold; a Starbucks, a bank, a restaurant. Graffiti walls in every tunnel and the gentle whisper of the moving train carry peace back into my soul. I love seeing the world. Even briefly, blurry and without focus. Just watching it rush past the window. Others might not take notice it but I try to see every moment.
Sabrina Nan 