danielkanhai:

i never feel closer to nature than when i’m waiting in a subway station with no electric signs telling you when the next train’s supposed to come and i feel a gentle breeze stir up. that breeze is made by an approaching train further along in the tunnel. it’s like sensing rain in your bones. i always want to turn to someone leaning out and staring into the darkness and go, “a great wind comes. the train is upon us.”