Through the window, the passing train

Its kinda nostalgic when the train stops at a busy station and all the people from different walks of life makes their way to the escalator. Standing at the door watching through the window as the train pulls out of the station somehow makes me feel calm and i'd get that thought of looking back at the past.

Seeing the students with their uniform and bags brings back those of nectar of the peach memories, and it's funny how i'd tell myself an endless maybe. the decisions in life that affects where i am now. so many characters soon turning into a blur as the train speeds into the darkness of the underworld.