I don’t like trains
I don’t like trains. You can easily sit on a wrong one and instead of 30min ride of pleasant ecstasy, end up spending 3 hours trying to figure out how to go back where you came from.
And it’s not only trains, cars are even worse. Every time I get into one something always breaks, no matter what I do. Cars of other people are completely unbearable, they are too slow or too fast and never allow you to pass, not on a zebra crossing not on a highway junction. Actually it seems like zebra crossing is the only place for them to wait for a green light.
Don’t even let me start on a tiny little behaviors of ours, I will respect you until it’s inconvenient for me, how about that? put me in jail, make some laws, existence is pain and we all in it together.
I wish I could write something that allow you to escape reality of every day existence but i can’t…
Not everything is that bad, maybe it was my fault that im in a wrong train and no one else. I can’t do anything about it just accept it and figure out what to do next.
But I for love for anything true can’t figure out how to exist with others. trains are fine