Lines

I was standing on the platform at the train station. A train sped by. I took its photo on not my normal settings.

Then I went to the park to see what else I could find. The sky was a blue grey ink colour. The light from the sun was surreal. I marvelled at the vista as I waited to cross the highway.

It mean only one thing. No sooner had I reached the park entrance than it began to bucket down. I got soaked so I went home and fiddled with some filters on the photo of the speeding train. Blip done.

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