I enter the train and flip out the little laptop tray, hoping that this one doesn’t have food or old gum attached. The carriage is empty and the light flickers gently. This feeling of going from one place to another reminds me of a lecture I had a few years ago on liminal space.
“To be on the threshold of something new, but not quite there yet. The physical space between one destination and the next”.
A sense of nostalgia floods the train.