Sunday, October 28, 2007
She was no older than 5...standing at the edge of the train platform
The train was leaving the station and she stood at the edge of the platform looking intensely into the cabin; catching a direct glance into my cart. I saw her eyes and there was a wanting that we both knew was now lost - our tears giving way to the true nature of our being; damaged! It was fleeting but seemed a lifetime lost.
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Goodness. What a story! I feel a play coming on!
Did you catch Amelie Poulain? You should - it is brilliant...it talks about loneliness and how one person can make so many people happy but at the end of the day who looks after No.1-YOU?
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