december eleventh could have been my last

First time midnight train ride. Five before twelve.

I was thinking that i could have died if the electric cables sparked
all the way down. People were screaming and i just remained silly
frozen, arms tightly embracing my canvas ~ staring up at the
blinding bluish lights. Why do i always have to be in the wrong
place at the wrong time. Next time, i should run, hahah.