Daily story, February 21, 2025

He lived on a huge train, all joined in a loop on a circular track. When he tired of going around one way, he would slow it, stop it, and go round the other. Most of the time, he looked out onto the landscape. When he felt lonely, he looked in, and watched the other carriages. From time to time, he would slow the train to walking pace, and stride along in opposition to its motion. It was the only time he spent still. “Oh yes,” he told his friends, “I’m always travelling.”