Commuting back to my homelands, I decided to jot down my observations.
Busy concourse at Victoria, suitcases all around.
Men in suits running through the station to the platforms to take them their destination.
Took a seat on the train. To my Right, Facebook addict next to me. Updating status and geo-tagging.
To my left, tinny noise seeping from headphones.
In front, I see a grown man in a bobble hat on a man's lap drinking wine from plastic cups.
Discarded free sheets all around the carriage, high and low
With a pastie smell drifting through the carriage.
Bing-Bong. The next stop is mine.
Familiar sights woosh by
I see bright lights.
The bright lights of home.
Busy concourse at Victoria, suitcases all around.
Men in suits running through the station to the platforms to take them their destination.
Took a seat on the train. To my Right, Facebook addict next to me. Updating status and geo-tagging.
To my left, tinny noise seeping from headphones.
In front, I see a grown man in a bobble hat on a man's lap drinking wine from plastic cups.
Discarded free sheets all around the carriage, high and low
With a pastie smell drifting through the carriage.
Bing-Bong. The next stop is mine.
Familiar sights woosh by
I see bright lights.
The bright lights of home.
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