English Only...
I was on a platform at Manchester Piccadilly at 6:30am. Yes, I was heading to London Euston.
It was still dark and every passengers were waiting for not only the train but also rising the sun to wake them up. And we rode on it with heavy bags. While I was about to sleep on my seat, one passenger asked me "is there someone on your rear seats although I booked them?" There was a bag on the seat, but nobody sit down. Yes, I remember a couple talked on the seats but they went away without the bag.
I told the girl the fact, and I suggested "there were available seats. You can take any." The girl looked annoyed since her seat was used.
Just after the train departed, a girl came back without her boyfriend. When I looked at the window, he said goodbye to her from the platform. Yes, they might have held each hand just before the departure. In addition, I noticed that the girl started crying. They were still loving, but it seemed apparent that they could not meet again within the short term.
Why did they choose the different choices? I had no right to ask to the girl whom I didn't know. 15 minutes later after the event, the sun rose. The orange light came into the train. Although every passenger were sleepy, they were forced to be awake. The girl behind me started calling. I guessed she was talking with her boyfriend.
Personally, I think that she should not have done such thing because, you know, sometimes the way to connect with the lover obsesses your mind make us hesitate to do something new. Love lets us be energised in many cases. However, it withdraws our energy to be used to other important things, vice versa. To go ahead / focus on others, we have a timing when we need to make love go away.
Anyway, while I was thinking these things, another lady claimed her to stop calling. Maybe she wanted to have dream until her destination. So, she just stopped it after she said sorry to the boyfriend with the sad emotion.
Since these events that my brain got 100% awake were over, I opened my laptop to write my blog....
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