Thoughts on trains and trains of thought

I miss commuting. When I was going to school or working in Ljubljana I used to take the train. I hated getting up early, I had to walk the 20 minutes to the station, I always arrived early, because there aren't many trains... But I loved sitting alone on the train with my headphones and a book, a magazine or nothing at all but the view through the window or of the inside of my eyelids. I loved those 40 minutes of warmth when there was a blizzard outside and the roads were jammed for miles. It really made my day, every day.