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.