When a train runs late, it feels like the most disastrous thing is happening. The trouble starts at home, the moment I hear that it's been rescheduled. Everything shifts from that point — plans begin to change.
Right now, I’m still on the train, even though we were supposed to reach our destination three hours ago. The delay has thrown everything off balance. Waiting, adjusting, and hoping — that’s all there is to do for now.
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