I close my eyes and i’m back at my last exit. I’m walking along pressing myself against the wall away from the platforms edge. I hear the sound of a train approaching, its getting closer, louder, closer. An exit.
But i decide its stupid and wasteful, so i stay close to the wall to save it feeling easy. Besides, no one would know why, even if they did they wouldn’t understand.
That was a year ago, but it is still vivid in my memory. I’m glad i’m still here, its been a hell of a year.
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