Early Saturday morning, outside Liverpool St station in London. The station looks deserted. There's gonna be hell coming to these parts in a couple of hours. Transit places. Very dangerous to people who are unsure where they're coming from and not having a clue where they're going. A galaxy of hypothetical routes. Constant change. If you haven't slept at all strange ideas go back and forth in your mind. "What would happen if...". When both the place you left and the place you're about to go are not where you want to be rise the doubt in your tired self.Now you're really in a transit.
"Expected early in the morning". Train to Stansted Airport. Sleepyheads. Plane ticket. Same Route. It's just one big decision. The galaxy of opportunities go down to just one, the usual. No alarms and no surprises. So tired. "What would happen if..."
"Expected early in the morning". Train to Stansted Airport. Sleepyheads. Plane ticket. Same Route. It's just one big decision. The galaxy of opportunities go down to just one, the usual. No alarms and no surprises. So tired. "What would happen if..."
(photo by Thomas Hawk)
hi pyke
ReplyDeletethis is jeff from myspace, we talked earlier. I had a similar experience like the one from "sliding through the city". Inspired by Jumbo (underworld) isn't it? Keep on writting about it ... i know "where you've been" mate...