Me on the way home from the club
Trains are fun
📡••there are so many beautiful reasons to be happy••📡
I got to my train stop today and
overheard an older black woman’s
conversation on the phone. Something
along the lines of:
“Sharice looks just like her father,
the same dark pensive eyes,
oh boy, don’t they—Yes, yes—
don’t they give you chills? And she
talks just like him. Oh, both of ‘em
can go on forever, can’t they? You
know—Yes, well you know she’s gon’
give him the same problems he gave
me—Yes—I’m telling you now! I just
hope she stay out of trouble, yeah?
Them smart eyes is liable to wander,”
Smart eyes, liable to wander.
That stuck with me.
Waiting for the train.
I took this on the way to school :)
The train station is based off of the one from my town. This scene is from the 40s, depicting a man waiting. He’s on his own. The trains come by, but they never give him a chance to get on. He doesn’t seem to mind though; he just keeps reading, even after the train blows the pages around, moving him to a new page. In a sense, the man is accepts the hand he has been given. He’s so tired of watching opportunities fly past him, just out of reach that he doesn’t care anymore.
Nov 6, 2107. Waiting for a train.
what a nice place to be
Hogsmeade Station Timetable and Fares
Photographer - Huang Han
LRT stop, Edmonton, Alberta.
Polaroid HD 200 exp.1999