zionzlotus

Once upon a time... It was a long day of waiting. 5-6 hours. And then I took the bus to the train station. I swear, sitting in the bus was like sitting in the waiting room at the doctor. I don\'t mean for it to sound too negative. But it was the smell. It was odd. It really made me think of the doctor. The eye doctor. Getting new glasses. Strange how the mind works with smells and memories and associations. But I got to the train station ok. It\'s been quite a while since I was there last. I can\'t even remember when. I was early though, so I had time to just look around. Find the monitors when the arrival and departure times were displayed