Bubble of timelessness

Usually I get so dizzy and bored in the train

but today I’m resting, flying in a bubble of timelessness

I’m writing as the train speeds, vibrates and resonates

I’m still while everything around is moving, still in a good solid way

my eyes locked on the screen, on the words forming one after another

on the sentences born, the ideas spread

there’s such a joy in being able to do something that usually eluded me

focusing so intently in a place that usually drains me