as we moved
leaving the station again
the light drenched my notebook as though begging me to use it as in inspiration to write
but i have nothing to say,
because all i want to do is watch the way the sunlight makes me feel so calm and notice how the conversation on either side of me interrupts the voice of nina nesbitt singing hold you without pissing me off one bit- rather it relaxes me,
the whole act of sitting in a train and just watching
somehow warms my soul
coating me as the sunlight coats our carriage,
making everyone look somehow
warmer, more beautiful and calmer.

-11/0ct/16, 6:16pm