How sweet to see, some people sleeping in the train.

Recently a woman slept on my shoulder and I could not bring myself to push her over.

I even made myself smaller to be more comfortable.

Not because it made me happier.

But I wondered if these 30 minutes in the train be the only human touch she can have in a long while.

This country is not know for warm embraces.

So I let her sleep, accepting the ache after a while.

And finally we left the train at the same station without acknowledging each other.