after spending the
night laughing
and talking
to the boy
who's name
she'd forgotten to ask,
she was rested
and prepared
for her first real day of
the trip.
she wasn't entirely sure
of what she was
going to do
for the rest of the trip,
maybe scribble a few haikus
in her leather bound notebook
and try to keep herself
from dreading what lay
ahead of her.
she'd always been a bit of a worrier;
her mind always got caught
on the bad things
and often seemed to
have trouble
pulling itself
from the dark parts of her
mind, where her demons hid.
and she had quite a lot
of demons to
get caught in.
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metanoia
Romancein which a boy and a girl see the world in a new way over the span of fourteen days that they spend together, looking out from the windows of a train. [intentional lowercase; it's a stylistic choice.]
