Yesterday I was on a Kind Train. The kind of train where strangers struck up conversation, and a conductor elicited relief at our patience when our solitary carriage refused to couple with another. So we continued, single and happy, kindly making our way through the country.
There just one bubble of tension on this journey. A disconnection of feelings, thoughts, and emotions between me and my shipmate, cabin-fevered together for five hours. Interest was given too freely and pay-back rates were low.
Then I thought of myself, and the interest I give to freely to others, opening myself up like a present at Christmas,
forgetting that all the fun is in the unwrapping
and curiosity killed the cat.
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