A bright sky again, sunrise linings, hands freezing in a surprisingly cold morning. 7am, the narrow paths again, wheels on concrete and old brick roads, a freight train heading west through the junction. And stopping for a few short breaths, to listen to the monotonous, calming rhythm of steel wheels running across the tracks. Early morning stuck notifications and not completely caught up.

#outerworld #stories of commuting and waking #office hours #in between neighbourhoods