There is something invigorating about watching a fast train. A rush you don’t feel once you’re sitting on the inside. Going so fast your eyes can’t keep up with any one of the carts. You can’t count. You hold your gaze on a single point for less than a second. You see it but you don’t, you see a whole, not a detail. You see speed.
The floors give off a low rumble that your mind can feel and your feet can hear. It carries you out to a humble corner inside a brain moving faster than any train, it slows you down. Now we remind ourselves of what is known but ignored. Remind yourself that fast trains aren’t meant to be sat in. Fast trains are meant to be missed and admired.
Fast trains like you are inevitably missed.