"ting... ting..."

the bell of the train put me back into the reality.

"are you going to get on the train? it's going to drive away from the station in seconds." said a staff on the plantform.

"thanks for reminding me, i'm getting on now..."

i force my trumbled legs to move into the train to found that the train was empty... at all. so, i make myself to sit on the seat as the most causal way i can. putting down my belongings, i turn my face to look out to the windows...

"goodbye, my beloved city......"

the smoking snake runs quite on the railway and the sence passes like time floats, towards the past time......

past time......

nowadays......

be continous......