This afternoon I went into town. I had the vague idea of catching a bus to one of the extremes of my weekly ticket. I ended up at La Parouse. There isn’t much out there, walk along a beach in the dark, had a vegetable samosa and came back.
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I’ve always had the notion to do that, just get on a train and ride it out to Williamstown or whoop whoop, wherever. Or stay on trains all day with friends and food, just covering the whole system. But I’ve never done it.
I’ve always wanted to just travell around on the trains for a day, see where I end up, visit some stations I would otherwise never go to. No one ever seems that interested when I mention the idea… I don’t bother mentioning it anymore.
i don’t know ….why i always feel badly…i have many friends around me..but i don’t think they can see what in my heart….they always see a smiling man but a sorrow man…i feel so lonely…..