I took the late train home Saturday night from Seoul. I haven’t taken the train much this year. I’m not sure why.
I like the window seat. I like watching the countryside drone on. The contact sheets that make up my life.
I was tired. Tired a lot lately. Almost too tired to take this photo. I’ve seen this a lot. There are moments when the metro parallels the train. It was so dark between the two. The people looked strange. We were moving about the same speed so somehow it felt like we were on the same train.
The first person that saw this photo said it looked like a contact sheet. Is it arrogant to feel satisfaction in having felt the same way when I was taking it?
I think my blog will be mostly like this for a while. Shorter. One or two photos. I post too much. That was one of the things I have thought about lately. I’m posting too many photos. “Show your best” as they say. I don’t really know what that means. I have a hard time figuring out what constitutes a good photo when it comes to my own.
Something I probably need to think about.
Maybe I should get the aisle seat next time.
Seoul, South Korea.