A little post of gratitude
I’m on a train, typing this bit out of an overwhelming urge of expression. But unlike my recent posts about being on trains and travelling, this isn’t about me, or my thoughts and muse. It’s about this man sitting beside me. He looks like any guy aged somewhere between 25 to 30, spectacled and fairly built. I’ve for long been engrossed in my novel and … Continue reading A little post of gratitude