The only part of sitting on a train I actually enjoy is when I lean my head against the window and a train’s rushing towards me from the opposite direction. For a second, it looks as though both vehicles are about to crash.

As soon as the front of the locomotive has whizzed past my seat – just for a moment – I feel truly alive; like I’ve thwarted death.


Author: Jasmine

Hi, my name's Jasmine, I'm 25 and I live in London. This blog is simply to note down my current thoughts - got any opinions on what I write about (or if you simply want to drop me a line), comment me :)!

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