Sam

I move forward along the tracks, unaware of when the journey will come to rest. Fellow passengers each scroll through their own phones, everyone holding a guarded heart. The boarding and departing of others create different atmospheres, but in an instant, all differences are leveled. We are all merely passing through each other’s lives, each working on our own lessons. When the time comes, the class will naturally end.

我隨者軌跡前移，不知旅程何時歇息。同箱者各滑各的手機，每個人都擺著防衛的心。上站和離位產生不同的氣息，瞬間所有的不同都會擺平。我們都是彼此的過客，修行著各自的功課。時候到了就會下課。