I’ve boarded ships and travelled for a few days. I’ve flown airplanes too. Train stations are by far, since I can remember myself, the loneliest places of them all.
I don’t know why. I don’t think I will ever find out, either. It’s just one of those silly things that stick deep in your head and never let go.
If I go back a few years, I may remember some day that I heard something about train stations. It just doesn’t make any sense though. All departure points are places where people leave each other; friends separated by their work; lovers separated by their distant homes; parents sending their children away.
Why train stations keep making me feel this way is just weird, irrational and sort of funny.