I Took the Train to Clear My Head — And Sat Across From a Dog Who Knew Too Much
I wasn’t supposed to be on that train. I’d packed a small bag in a rush that morning, leaving behind a chapter of my life that had quietly broken me. The ticket was random, the destination didn’t matter. I just needed movement — something that felt like escape. As I sank into my seat and…
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