6:32 AM Gdansk
A new but still dark day begins ...
If it had timed it would have taken exactly 5 minutes and 16 seconds to get to the central station from the hotel and 14 seconds to climb those stairs that lead to the beautiful and spacious main hall of the train station. This trip will take you to cross half the country in about 4 hours and a half long. Breathing and pulse still accelerated before entering the car. The right time to take a last look at that cable on the train that is lost to infinity, where your eyes can not see.
Once up, with the travel bag between the feet, the doors are closed and this wagon chained to the others begins to move in this iron work with more iron. The narrow passage will take you directly to seat 3 of compartment 22B that appears on the ticket. Upon entering, appear in him an older man with pale face very well dressed and a lady with two beautiful girls. They are up on the seats sticking their heads out the window. In the eyes of those two girls between 5 and 7 years old, the wonder of the new and the innocence of their youth shines, they are showing those first rays of warm light that emerge from behind those mountains. Meanwhile, each one of his own, the train moves slowly, the man keeps reading his diary and the mother catches the two of her skirt with one hand and another and the expression of concern and at the same time of absolute control. Meanwhile, all these rays are directed to the compartment and flood the entire space making this a sacred moment.
Right now, absorbed by this simple experience, he would not know nor could he remember what he came or what he does there. For a moment, all memory, thought or knowledge related to something goes away. Alone and simply is here, and that is much more than enough. A smile can be seen on his face although he will never be able to see her, while the body is doing its thing, vibrating with all the movement of the train.
Out of all these sensations and perceptions, there is also a fleeting thought with a certain abstract sense that at that moment he does not understand. It tells you something like there is no end to the journey of this trip and that, if this train arrives at its last station call, it will no longer be the same person who got on the train, nor will it have reached anywhere. . The idea seems to be romantic, but it is a too complicated metaphor of what you will never be able to understand. It has emerged like all the plans that were made in the beginning regarding the trip. All of that right now have the same consistency of that light coming through the window, or those fast landscapes that pass through it, or the beep of the train that is ringing right now. What happens here collapses any kind of thought.
Moments before the stop at the next station, he realizes that he may not be heading anywhere. It may be getting to that last station if you can call it that, but now you may understand ... There really is not anything else after that. There is nothing more than this. The thought will tell you that it is uploaded in the wagon of a train traveling through the country, but this experience is not present. This train is part, is guided and perfectly aligned by each and every one of the rails that support each of the wagons with all those people and luggage. The way is like this present, however much everything moves in it, it always remains there, here ...
For a tenth of a moment you feel shivering, terror and anxiety because the feeling arises of losing something, where it's going to go, of how everything will be from now on ... A following thought tries to calm you saying that this stop is just one more among all the others ... but no, now there is only this, nothing more than this. Then that calm is stronger than all those ideas and ends up invading each and every one of the sensations.
He knows that he will perish today like everything else, because that today, yesterday and tomorrow have become now. Only now. So you can not take anything from here, in the same way that you can not catch that beautiful landscape, nor that girl's smile, nor the comfortable feeling of the armchair or the texture of its upholstery, nor that enveloping feeling of peace, Not even that suitcase with clothes. So he does not know why he's so happy ... Should he be worried? That question no longer fits precisely into today's plans or any plans today, or maybe it does but it does not matter anymore. So, goodbye to everything and welcome to any place ...
Goodbye to the known and the past, welcome to this simple observe the present experience ..
