Just dropped a little video “Maybe That’s Enough”

There’s something about riding a train that makes you feel like you’re moving through time, not just space. The world blurs past the windows, towns, trees, people you’ll never know. And you realize how much of life is like that, fleeting. Unnoticed. You sit there in motion but still carried forward. Whether you want to be or not. Sometimes I wonder if anything really matters. The schedules we keep, the destinations we chase. Are they just illusions to keep us from staring too long into the void? But then the train hums on. And there’s a beauty in that. In the fact that even if there’s no grand meaning, there’s still movement, there’s still the soft clatter of strangers. The way light flickers on the tracks. The comfort of being carried. And maybe that’s enough. Maybe we don’t need a reason. Maybe the ride itself is the reason.

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