Strained eyes look wearily on through those slated dunes, upon the similar….. stopping to glare at the energetic and small in eviled envy thrown into the fire of annoyance. The train screeches as the elbow falls to leave a shock so embarrassed it blushes, while the hum of ipods ring in ears. The eyes slumber the body withers like a flower in winter its petals fall glistening through the floor to the soft duvet of sleep. Those sleepy morning blues.
A true photographer sees in photos, so as the opposite train screeched past I could not resist and I must admit I love this photo. It was such a “chance shot” but I have to say the sun really emphasise the slump of the college student the loneliness of the train and the sparks of dust through the train windows. The dust triggers the feeling of “deja vous”. The photo becomes almost a familiar relic glazed by dust which expresses just how often and dull these moments can be. I love it! it perfectly resembles my morning blues. I chose not to edit this photo because in truth I did not feel it needed it. I hope you like it too thank you for liking my post and following me.