It all happened on a railway. Not so far away from here. They were everywhere. All over. Sleeping. Sitting. Talking. Reading. Eating. Walking. You name it. But all I saw was… My iPhone. It was Monday. Like every seventh day. But it wasn’t like it used to be. I did know, that somewhere in this jungle of seats and doors, somewhere in this regular weekday caos, where you.

Where you sitting, standing, walking? Fast decision. I have to see you. Time was ticking. The life outside passed by. Fast. I walked. My head was spinning but I kept on walking. Bycycle wagon, quite wagon, the lost wagon.. I got a feeling. Put my finger on the button and I knew. There, in front of me, on the other side, where you.
Thanks.