To wait for the metro is boring, tedious and cold. It feels meaningless. Or is it a quiet moment in the busy everyday life where nothing is required of you and you can just be? Enjoy this pause. To wait for the metro is to live life now.
Tasted the tears of regret Touched the softness of a newborns skin Saw vices steal a man's life Heard the sparrows song at dusk. Smelled the rotting flesh of death.