As she sat near the tracks, waiting for the gush of wind from the coming train, she wondered if people before her had sat in this same spot, waiting for the same gush of wind. She knew she would have to move quickly, once she heard the train approach, but for now she enjoyed the freedom to sit and wait. As the moment ticked on she started to feel the rumble of the coming train and started to hear the scraping of the metal wheels along the metal rails, and she began to wonder what it would be like to not move, to not worry about another day, to see the people before her.