After changing subway twice, I finally got on the train bound for the airport. I checked my watch and it was still in time.
There were a lot of people on the bus. I moved towards the front of the train, hoping to find a seat.
The car started moving and I found a seat by the window.
The scenery outside the window began to drift away from me, faster and faster, and more and more blurred...
I leaned back in the chair and sighed. I don't know when I started to like taking a nap in this car.
Perhaps it was the brief escape that made me feel a little relieved.
Perhaps I prefer the feeling of being on the road.
Maybe I'm just too tired
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