At the 3rd stop of the day, which is at 2:42 am, I hear the tracks and wheels screeching against each other.

Out of all the stupid fucking stops on this stupid fucking train I kind of love the 3rd stop.

I think it's because no one ever is on the train.

As much as I like watching other people, I do like to be alone.

Being alone is calming, when no one is on the train I dance, when I spent all this time in the fields when younger I did dance and skip through the tall grass.

The fields made me calm, I don't remember the smell but I remember it was a good smell.

I like the 3rd stop for other reasons, mainly the views at 2:42 am the views are perfect, the skies aren't black but they're a gray-blue tone.

I also like the stop because I know it's cold outside, I rather it be cold than hot.

Most of the time the 2:42 am stop is raining, I enjoy the rain a lot

I like this stop because I can smell the rain through the thick glass, maybe it's my imagination or a hallucination. But I'm okay with

hallucinations because it's better than nothing.