Day 30: January Mindful Writing Challenge

Puddles litter the floor. Incessant rain drips. Wind ripples water on the platform edge. There’s a flat overlooking a once busy side of the station. Or does the station overlook this address? I study its windows while I wait. The blinds are drawn. The owners are lucky. I walk onto the next platform, for the London line. Other people stand about, their silence binding them together. They read newspapers like frightened children hiding behind sofas. Some stare into the dark distance. Builders and blue collar workers linger while prim office boys and girls avoid their dusty fellow travellers, lest their uniforms get dirty. The creatures of habit place their feet exactly. A train arrives. Doors stop before them. The train opens to the commuters so they can shuffle aboard, desperate for a seat. But there are few to be had. It is 6.20 in the morning after all.

About malekmontag

I am a writer and a wage-slave, and proud father of George Giraffe. I live in the UK, but I exist everywhere. My first stories were published this year (2016) in Short Stories and Tall Tales (Atla Publishing). Follow me on Twitter @Malek_Montag15. My Work is also available on Niume.com.
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One Response to Day 30: January Mindful Writing Challenge

  1. SM Jenkin says:

    Good work, quite descriptive. The hiding behind newspapers like frightened children was an interesting image

    Like

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