Trains, elevators...They carry us from one station to another, from one floor to another, and sometimes it’s not the final destination that matters, but the things we see, the actions we take, the people we meet along the way.
Sometimes we arrive to the right floor with the wrong people, sometimes other people come into the elevator and turn your bad memories into beautiful moments. Sometimes the train stops into small villages that show you there are more ways to live your life. Sometimes the trains leave large towns with only one of the two passengers on board.
Some travelers look through the train window and admire the landscapes, others read or play computer games.
Some of them still have love in their souls. Others fight and use harsh words. Some long for the lost kisses, others just ignore what is around them.
Some enter the tunnel and find similarities with their lives. But sometimes, some of us, just ride and feel happy.
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